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The rhyme I pick up, trick up, and like hiccup
(Hiccup!) This is a good place for a stickup
So throw your hands in the air and say hell yeah
I Can Beat Mike Tyson, plus I m Fresh-er than the Prince of Bel Air
And I Blossom, In Colour is how I m Living see
some pretend to be afraid of me but they re my Public Ene-ma
Picture this, like a cinema; I m winnin a contest
I knew you was a loser when you bought your girl s prom dress
I m just, another one of the nigs, take a swig
I can sing, brothers ll work it out without a gig
The gold mud in my blood, I m a stud smokin blunts
Not a fuddy dud if rhymes were pecks, I d be Woody Wood
They re after pestly hoes and that s the hoes I sex and don t collects
Rockin a Rolex, prefer Wrist Ex instead of Solar Flex
but I pump skill, to build what I can build and still feel good
The baddest hoes be sayin, &quotOooh you re real good"
Fella a city dweller, it s poison salmonella
Auntie s name is Stella, style as def/deaf as Helen Keller
Nail a flammer with the Hammer for comin incorrect
not with his grammar or bad mamma jama similar, to Bruce Banner
So don t get me angry, or maybe you won t like me
Kid just in the nick I kick more ass than Bruce Lee s Nike s did
Just in the nick I kick on the geek stick, flick a Bic
Dick a chick, Slick-er than Rick around the clock I tock to the
tic tac toe, rip up my rhyme my mic s my lasso
Shit, I got rhymes comin out my asshole
I m in a pole position sole position you re in no position
to be dissin it s a, Rainbow Coalition
I m kissin ass, goodbye, rockaby, here s your lullaby
like Georgie Puddin Pie but baby baby don t, cry
Feed em I heat em and eat em if I don t need em then I leave em
as leftovers, packin the weak MC s into ?septober?
Til I was older, I couldn t hold a rhyme folder
Now I dare ya to try and knock this mic off my shoulder
If I m sober I won t hold a skunk, but when I m drunk
I might let her bunk in my bed, heads be sayin I m a hunk
Like a duck I m slammin ham MC s MC s I m servin
Makin the people jump like my man... Julius Erving!!!
Those deserving props are gonna get theirs
Grip, there s something on your lip, oh that s my dick hairs
I m the biggedy biggedy Bear ya scrub Cub with a demo tape
Tryin to catch me catch your breath before you hyperventilate
for air you gots it, your best bet is to take an aspirin
I bash it, crash it now you know so stop askin
Cause when you ash I ll make an ass of you and only you see
Just in the nick I kick the funky shit
that s why they call me Bootsy
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