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Pumpin' up they muthafuckin' steel refresh edit delete source rapgenius
Hold your breath, MC's, my rhyme's underwater.
What how you feel?
Blowin mutha fuckers out the water
What about a hundred or better
I'm high now, chinky eyed now, Bedstuy now
How many rhymes would it take
 
Drama we bring, yo that's a small thing
Perfectly put, not one mistake
Yeah, cause America, likes the way we swing
When I speak and never to a thing
But you can say what you want about me
and get the low-down on the drama

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Killersonic
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