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  1. Yo, yo, yo, y'all can't stand right here
    In his right hand was your man's worst nightmare
    Loud enough to burst his right eardrum close-range
    The game is not only dangerous, but it's most strange
    I sell rhymes like dimes
    The one who mostly keep cash but brag about the broker times
    Joking rhymes, like the "Is you just happy to see me?" trick
    Classical slapstick rappers need Chapstick
    A lot of 'em sound like they in a talent show
    So I give 'em something to remember like the Alamo
    Tally-ho! A high Joker like a Spades game
    Came back from five years laying and stayed the same
    I'm saying – electromagnetic field it blocks all logic, Spock
    And G-Shocks her biological clock
    When I hit it, slit it to the shitter, thought I killed her goose
    Her Power U was pure Brita water, filtered juice
    Keep a pen like a fiend keep a pipe with him
    Gentleman who lent a pen to a friend who write with him
    Never seen the shit again but he's still my dunny
    The only thing that come between us is krill and money
    I sell rhymes like dimes
    The one who mostly keep cash but brag about the broke times
    Better rhymes make for better songs, it matters not
    If you got a lot of what it takes just to get along
    Surrender now or suffer serious setbacks
    Got get-back, connects wet-back, get stacks
    Even if you gots to get jet-black, head to toe
    To get the dough, battle for bottles of Mo' or 'dro
    This fly flow take practice like Tae Bo with Billy Blanks
    "Oh, you're too kind!" "Really? Thanks!"
    To the gone and lost forever like "Oh My Darling Clementine"
    He hold his heart when he telling rhyme
    When it's his time, I hope his soul go to Heaven
    He nasty like the old time Old No. 7
    You still taste it when you chase it with the Coca-Cola
    Make 'em wish they could erase it out the Motorola
    I told her – no credit for a bag
    If you want what they got, then go get it, it's all gak
    Only in America could you find a way to earn a healthy buck
    And still keep your attitude on self-destruct
    I sell rhymes like dimes
    The one who mostly keep cash but brag about the broker times
    Joking rhymes, like the "Is you just happy to see me?" trick
    Classical slapstick rappers need Chapstick
    A lot of 'em sound like they in a talent show
    So I give 'em something to remember like the Alamo
    Tally-ho! A high Joker like a Spades game
    Came back from five years laying and stayed the same
    I'm saying – electromagnetic field it blocks all logic, Spock
    And G-Shocks her biological clock
    When I hit it, slit it to the shitter, thought I killed her goose
    Her Power U was pure Brita water, filtered juice
    Keep a pen like a fiend keep a pipe with him
    Gentleman who lent a pen to a friend who write with him
    Never seen the shit again but he's still my dunny
    The only thing that come between us is krill and money
    I sell rhymes like dimes
    The one who mostly keep cash but brag about the broke times

  2. How does this have 271 thumbs down? I really wonder what those people consider good music.. fuckin weirdos

  3. Yo, yo, yo, y'all can't stand right here
    In his right hand was your man's worst nightmare
    Loud enough to burst his right eardrum close-range
    The game is not only dangerous, but it's most strange
    I sell rhymes like dimes
    The one who mostly keep cash but brag about the broker times
    Joker rhymes, like the "Is you just happy to see me?" trick
    Classical slap-stick rappers need Chapstick
    A lot of 'em sound like they in a talent show
    So I give 'em something to remember, like the Alamo
    Tally-ho! A high Joker like Spades game
    Came back from five year layin' and stayed the same
    Sayin' – electromagnetic feeling blocks all logic, Spock
    And G- shocks her biological clock
    When I hit it, slit her to the shitter, thought I killed her goose
    Her Power-U was pure Brita water, filtered juice
    Keep a pen like a fiend keep a pipe wit' 'im
    Gentleman who lent a pen to a friend who write wit' 'im
    Never seen the shit again, but he's still my dunny
    Only thing that come between us is krill and money
    I sell rhymes like dimes
    The one who mostly keep cash but brag about the broker times
    Better rhymes make for better songs,it matters not
    If you got a lot of what it takes just to get along
    Surrender now or suffer serious setbacks
    Got get-back, connects wet-back, get stacks
    Even if you gots to get jet-black, head to toe
    To get the dough, battle for bottles of Mo' or 'dro
    This rhyme flow take practice like Tae Bo
    With Billy Blanks
    "Oh, you're too kind!" "Really? Thanks."
    To the gone and lost forever like "O My Darling Clementine"
    He hold his heart when he tellin' rhymes
    When it's his time, I hope his soul go to Heaven
    He's nasty like the old time Old Number Seven
    You still taste it when you chase it with the Coca-Cola
    Make you wish they coulda erased out the Motorola
    I told her – no credit for it back
    If you want what they got, then go get it, it's all gak
    Only in America could you find a way to make a healthy buck
    And still keep your attitude on self-destruct
    I sell rhymes like dimes
    The one who mostly keep cash, but tell about the broke times
    Joker rhymes, like the "Is you just happy to see me?" trick
    Classical slap-stick rappers need Chapstick
    A lot of them sound like they in a talent show
    So I give 'em something to remember like the Alamo
    Tally-ho! High Joker like Spades game
    Came back from five years layin' – stayed the same
    Sayin' – electromagnetic field will block all logic, Spock
    And G-shock her biological clock
    When I hit her, slit her to the shitter, thought I killed her goose
    Her Power-U was pure Brita water, filtered juice
    Keep a pen like a fiend keep a pipe wit' 'im
    Gentleman who lent a pen to a friend who write wit' 'im
    Never seen the shit again, but he still my dunny
    Only thing that come between us, is krill and money
    We sell rhymes like dimes
    The one who mostly keep cash but tell about the broke times

  4. This is such a perfect feel-good song for me to reminisce about the past to. Whenever I turn this on I'm reminded that life's tribulations come and go, but we still deserve a good day with friends at the end of all. And that outro gets me juiced to just enjoy life every time!

    Probably overdoing it, but this is really one of my favorite tracks of all time. "The Land of Lakes from my man MF DOOM! (ha-haha-HAH YEah)"

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