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[Defari] I got the funky-feel like B-Real I put "all in your head up" [B-Real] wit the pure raw skill Franklins are my favorite bills No hands, my favorite type of windmills Only now and then do I drink champagne Like I said in Big Up I strictly fucks wit Covasea You glamorous rappers are too sweet Wit your rececycled beats and your styles that put me to sleep I'd rather listen to some Brant Green Authentic, not like you, got real meaning I'm like the low-ridas, I like the oldies You know songs, like Agony and Ecstacy by Smokey You's a phony, I heard your single Corny, like a thirty-second jingle Here comes the master of paragraphs on phonographs Every letter, etched and sketched like an ancient tag You know my heiroglyph, I got a higher gift You's a passenger tryin but never be a pilot [Chorus] 2x "Aiyyo enough's enough" [Fat Joe] Word up, I don't front I just keep it on the rise, and give you what you want [Defari] (What you need) Here, don't fear peep this Step inside my mentals, bare witness to a lyricist Skilled technician, rhythmous technique Advanced speak, I put mics in condition The streets always like hard beats That shit that make you move your neck when you're in car seats My star fleet, Likwit family You Sorry, like that game from Milton-Bradley Bound by honor, rollin mad bags of skama I've never been the one for the Jerry Springer drama Not an actor, just the greastest multiple factor This rap game's like a computer, and I'm a hacker Linebacker, wit hits that hit like LT Watch the blitz, you'll get a Joe Theisman injury What's all the glitter gear, meanwhile I wear and tear For fanfare, while you rock eye liner and mascare Chorus 4x [Defari] (See what you need) When it comes to real lyrics I know you can't hang Word to Tash, I'm from Killa Cali where niggas gangbang Plus slang more than words, nouns and verbs But pure crystal lah, lah meazy herbs You couldn't enter the saloon where brothas despise bafoons You're funny-style, this ain't no cartoon This is Hard Earned dues, word to Guru and Premier I'm more than ten years deep, but now it's my year "Aiyyo enough's enough" Aiyyo Herut's been long overdue But instead these labels and
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