Yeah.. New York City!
 Dr. Dooom Pebblestone
 I took the Batmobile out last night
 Went to Tony Rhome's.. and I seen..
 exaggeration

 {you were perpetratin  you was fake}

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 Spottin fools frontin fly  girls act material
 {You live at home with your mom!}

 [Dr. Dooom]
 I spot MC's on BET with the fake zirconia bezel Rolex
 Lookin like virgin with the see-through back bought from
 the Indian kid off the rack -- sterling silver delivery
 Y'all tryin to fool me actin bougie with the platinum wannabe
 It look real, stainless steel appeal, that's not the Presidential
 Let's keep it confidential; you ordered that fuckin kit
 in the ad in The Source boss -- step up your rep up
 in genuine fashion I caught your ass in;
 with your name on the rented car lease
 Feathered top hat, zoot suits with vinyl alligator boots
 Extreme dream with no apartment space
 You frontin in the fly ride and empty place
 with your rent due on the first of the month
 Your second month you exit, portrayin to girls
 like you everything in the world
 Fuck master, prepare to face disaster as I pass ya
 Movin Galactica with no capacity
 You ain't got enough to buy a small soda in Johnny Rocket's, B
 Posin with baldhead black girls with a Florida tan
 tryin to act like you the man
 Starstruck with one buck, your girl look like Donald Duck
 Party-figure perpetrator, undercover hater
 Smell your cheap cologne in the elevator
 Dope you smoke, half of y'all can't never touch the mink coat
 with your four carat white gold you look like you're pantomiming
 Tryin to rhyme off of unflexible facial bone structure
 I crush ya, down to the paso
 like spicy foods burnin through your asshole
 Remember I did the damage to your lasso
 then threw your Pampers in a manhole; your engineer walked away
 with ponytails like Annie Mae, laughin and talkin the other way
 You was the first rapper to pull out grease
 and turn your butt the other way
 Your girl think you're tough, big buff and rough

 {90 percent of these rappers are very soft}

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 [Dr. Dooom]
 I look at your audience and fanbase
 Nuttin but a bunch of men tappin each other on the back again
 Fools with backpacks tryin to show me they asscrack
 Cigarette lighters blowin smoke on my Polo shirt
 and you're bound to get hurt
 With one leg, tryin to walk to work on the mic you rap hard
 and overexert, Material Girls catch diarrhea
 Won't make it to my concert
 It don't have to be 4th of July for your rectum to see fireworks
 While you buy clothes at Ross sew in the weaves tryin to floss
 Walkin in large resteraunts, orderin a small bowl of chicken broth
 Water and napkins, you ain't tryin to be a captain
 Put down this wack actin skills from movies
 send you to Niko lobbies like a groupie
 Stagefright out of sight cover your ass up
 Prepare I pull my mask up

 {Watch your custom jewelry kid!}

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 {That's right kid, clean up your room}
 {Go clean up your room}
 {Clean your room otherwise you'll be on punishment}
 {for two weeks