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Sway & King Tech
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Wake-Up Show International [unverified] This is hip-hop music, and this is all we got Representin hip-hop worldwide Give it up y'all, the worldwide Wake-Up Show Sway and Tech Yo, that's the man Rock, so if you can stand what I be doin' Yo, who you think you're foolin', you'll be shittin' when I be screwin' Your crew's doo-doo and you seem to think that I be jokin' Buckshot got me opin' as you get your body broken Foldin' hoes get dropped like dominoes and Fear of my boot camp'll have you runnin' like a nose Man, I sniff, I smell pussy on the set But he better jet 'cuz I like my nigga's pussy wet Boo yah, do ya, brain your wigs pushed back Black I swing bats and break backs over crackerjacks I'm just like that, damn, type cold but all they really need is rep Word to miz Mr. Flipsta flips wit some bigger shit wit an extra clip Longer than my kneecap to my hip, now you plead the Fifth Used to riff, guess, I should've known you was bluffin' You better guard your melon kid 'fore Ra throw a slug in My culture, colt ya, sculpture, vultures Who insult the lyrics that Big Ruck wrote ya Bitch ass niggas don't wanna test the skills Word is bond God, I think you best to chill See I splash flesh, money like crash test dummies And cash checks bluntly when radios pump me Due to circumstances in my lyrical advances Another man die, why? 'Cuz of my verbal enhancements Transmit, lyrics over bass and your treble Then I'm vexed 'cuz the devil can't take me to that next level If push came to shove, I push drugs, shove slugs In niggas mugs who show the Ruck no love You probably heard me on The Anthem throwin' a tantrum Now the phantom's kidnappin' platinum rappers for ransom Murder 'em at random, hand 'em they cranium on a platter Then scatter, splatter your bladder, niggas got to add up the data They scatter when I brings the whoo-ra, I'm in this game to stay You couldn't put me out if your name was neutron My recital's prime to climb, homicidal rhymes unwind My rival's minds and time, they vital signs decline Your title's mine, resign, leave you blind 'Cuz every line's designed to shine And I'm all about the lyrical skills advancing Tech drops the beat, I starts the verbally break dancin' 'Cuz first I do my foot work then I break it down to my knees And now I'm spinnin' around on my back [unverified] Better stop and freeze, please, you mc's ain't never wanna 'bout You need to make like a cecerious section and cut it out I'm pure devotion, dosin', the psychological field have chosen To analyze my notions but most men catch emotion sickness 'Cuz my intelligence quotient goes deep as the Mediterranean ocean Me and Sway in the concrete jungle bringin' commotion Our blood might be boilin' but our attitude is frozen See me pass up a chance to rip shop, naw that'll be worse Than Kool Herc sayin', "Fuck hip-hop, ya'll, that'll never happen" I'll be bustin' even after half the major labels start Financially backin' this rappin', rhymin's my first love She's been wit me from the start, I exchange vowels Wit my styles, now it's till death do us part Slang exhaust dust, I lace tracks quick, in tournaments I can't fit the throne that I sit upon is permanent Splashin' Lugers wit my Chaka Zulu observe the numero uno Schoolyard assassin' that's fastin to sock it to you Fuck a team my theme's state of the art, jumped up And cross seas sellin' 'em dubs over a pub by the quarts Now how that sound, Fresno, Cali's even on the map now Tech holdin' down the back ground We flip chips for rings and championships Desperado wit the convo, guerrilla congo Killin' [unverified] black wit his eyes on troop Now listen here, before I disappear in a flash Me without pizzazz like a warrior wit a spear up his ass From '99 down to the last second, a devastation Findin' out like it's the last record, a revelation It's on a suitcase full of magnificent poems and testaments Most cats is pestilence in terrestrial form I'm out there and I doubt there is any comp Against the relentless, rap assassin' holdin' it down in the swamps My gun claps acts, these raps run laps around irregular run waves Whatever the circumstance to uplift, I shoots the gift It's futuristic, how my patterns they switch and how the whacker Gets rich, I assume while they're down bitin' and shit Planet Asia takes up, three pages for one verse to make up Twenty four bars of rage shakin' Bay Area earthquakes up It's like that, lettin' loose juice wit forty deuce First class proof, product and that's the platinum truth Schoolyard to the fullest, that's the platinum truth Cali Agent to the fullest, that's the platinum truth
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