Somebody get the God Kane, I know he'll back you up Kick a rhyme spectacular, I think the Nigga think he Blackula I seen somebody trying to get him with sunlight Somehow it wasn't done right, then he just laced him with one bite Go for the jugular vein, that's my new thing How did you do it with two fangs, think they were gold like Wu-tang Your luck has been changed, you're left strucken with pain Well good for your ass kid, that's what you get for fucking with Kane. I creep on MC's like po' nine and take rhymes the whole nine To dig in you rappers like a coalmine Now look what I dug me, somebody better turn me off or try to unplug me Ooh it's starting to get ugly Don't miss this, hold on with a clenched fist As I tongue the microphone down just like a French kiss. Relentless with lyrics that be brutal, hip-hop I stay true to Put it on you like voodoo
Chorus Unda presha, niggas unfold and felt the heat Possessed with the Brooklyn techniques we freak Ay yo Kane, hit us off with that shit one time They can't believe it, infatuated hardcore rhymes
Verse 2 When you diggin' out your girl from behind, you're gonna find The reason that her eyes are closed, Black Caesar's on her mind Your royal smoothness, honeys out there know how it goes Even Cabesa de pollos that habla Espaсol Dig this now, run for your life to get away but none do Even if you escape just tell me who can you run to Test the, stupendous, tell me what was you to gain Internal bleeding, due to Kane Boom bow bow, ooh, the pain Nobody's equal, keep it lethal, and diesel, to see to the people And reach your cerebral cause that's how we do The pain gets inflicted, fake MC's get evicted Face it, truth of the matter is just that I'm too hard to get with Since days of Pro Keds, I shined over mad heads, roll up on you like the Feds Rip your whole set to shreds A crash or a wreck, because I mash for respect Only thing I want to know now, is this cash or a check?
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Verse 3 Ain't no question, I'm suffering a bad case of lyrical congestion Not the one for testing, Come mess with and end up with your chest split No, not because of cardiac, but because how hard he act. I'm recognized as the microphone destroyer Competition minds in the state of paranoia I said if you're scared, get a dog So by tomorrow you'll probably see 20 rappers walking with Rotweilers Your gimmick is primitive, and impotent You won't win with it so limit it Before I make your body start to hemorrhage Just when you thought that you was burning me You found yourself bleeding internally Now you heads is learning see I stay in there sincere, You commence prayer, Your heart begins fear, cause there ain't no wins here Never kid, even with leverage I can rock your headpiece worse than the wop ever did I damage a amateur with a lack of stamina Petty grammar, leave you for the medical examiner You come talking bout some stay real I'll have you hitting high notes like Curtis, Cause of pain that you may feel (Mayfield) So many tried to infiltrate, but couldn't penetrate Now they disintegrate as money generate From who the living legend, True indeed, Hip- hop veteran, Whip ass is probably out there But I swear I never met him Gimme mine.
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