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Lyrics
yo theres too many fake mc's in this rap game,
they steal eachothers beats and all sound the same,
its a shame that the game turned into an atrocity,
so sit back while i flow with maximum velocity,
mc's these days are like robin hoods of hip hop,
jacking mad beats and they never stop,
they talk like theyre all that when they cant even produce,
and their rhymes are weak and flow like frozen orange juice,
these guys are better at acting than the pretenders,
i'll leave em hanging from a bridge using suspenders,
steal their cellphones and make prank calls to moe syzlack,
press star 69 first so he cant make a call back,
everyone now wants to be signed to major labels,
but theyre gonna end up eating kfc at the dinner table,
while people are in line waiting for world famous mix tape,
you'll be in line waiting for a box of toonie tuesday,
my rhymes are lethal and spread like wild fire,
fake mc's try to put me out with 5 watt blow dryers,
these cats are so whack and their joints are like plastic,
to put an end to these biters i gotta do something drastic,
hip hop is a game where only the strong survive,
i'll eliminate you like a virus from my hard drive,
the idea of originality don't compute in your mind,
and if u keep on biting u'll get left behind,
my beats are felt from maltown to medina,
your beats were stolen from britney and christina,
its gonna be a sad day when hip hop goes pop,
cuz next thing you know they're using jenny from the block,
maybe one day you'll put out a new song something fresh,
and from that day on you'll have gained my respect,
but for now i see you as just a biter.
who makes songs using the theme from night rider,
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