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Young Mc Other

hundered miles and when we do stop it's like a brotherhood thing ladies become queens the men become kings so when you hit your neighborhood treat your neighbor good ain't no other

They gotta try it again to rock the mic my friend Go from A to Z and from beginning to end Now I could go slower, like the other guys do But I ain't with

[Gotta get the cash] Ah one two y'all! [Gotta get, gotta get the dough] Craig Mack's got a lot in store for MC's so please listen Fake rappers stop

e-T O.G. M.C. L.A.P.D. H-a-t-e- s (Ho!) Watch the mic blow I flip scripts, and the Dump drops the Ammo Time to get wreck with the new style It's '93 and MC

he sniffed the excellence and replaced the mc squared with mc Jay Sean, change it even no one dares scared cus i went on to steal his nobel prize for being the youngest

leaders think? Every man lookin at each other, scared to blink The seed inside the sanctuary, scary Portraits of Saint Mary, with Mona Lisa The Queen of Cheeba, strokin a cheetah Other

was young, where I'm from people didn't get out, people just sat on the corners hustling for years, no sense of hope, just an addiction to survive off other

my brother, but I would consider 'Lyte as a Rock' a simile because of the usage of the word 'as' And now.. directly from the planet of Brooklyn MC Lyte -- as a Rock! [MC

a killa MC I neva killed a bianca with a 36D A party with the bitches on my planet lookin crispy Swiftly makin rappers do 360 (Never knew three sixes) Other