9 7  2 thous and beyond  check it  check it

 Step aside  peep the wide body  kicking shit like karate
 Or catch me on a Harley  but puff like the Marley's
 Do narly  tims and rims wit the fat knobbies
 The rap teflon don here to crash a party
 You know the status  who the baddest wit this apparatus
 Who's the fattest  who gives a phuck cuz it don't matter
 Always rock shit, high in the cockpit
 Infrared lock and hit, terminate the target
 Cuz when I put it down, clown, I don't phuck around
 How you sound, act like you know or catch a beatdown

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 It's the Microphone Doctor, back making housecalls
 Many often wonder is MD paid(4x)

 Got more stripes than Colin Powell, ?stoned and towel?, I keep my shit rugged
 Thuggish rugged, you'se laced wit ice nuggets
 Who you shittin me. lyrics spittin and Squad still hittin
 Track flippin, we're nippin, politicin
 Niggaz trippin, slippin like a transmission
 Or blown gasket, you bastard
 You get your ass kicked, tuxedo wit the casket
 Blowing steam, one half of the dream team
 Cream fiends hit 16 on the rhyme scene
 Keep it off the meter, rub it wit the dark Caesar
 Blow like ether, Grim like the phucking Reaper
 When I act out, MC's back out
 Pull the mac out, go the distance in the rap out

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 Swinging back, get you dome cracked in combat
 Full contact on impact when P react
 Keep it cool at all times, bust rhyme
 Get mine, black Einstein wit basslines
 From hoodies to skullies, skullies down to tims
 I'm all in black Benz, trees and trojans
 Niggaz frozen, like manic, it's phucking posing
 On display, no place, he foreign attache
 Case, Hit Squad lace the place
 Set the pace like O.J. in the Bronco chase

 Chorus