The MC, master of ceremonies my pen be faster, I dare you phonies, to tempt me run back and tell ya cronies how I gently mack the tenderonies (woo) the DJ the crowd motivator (uh huh), we dont crossover we crossfaders, outrageous divine motion, record scratchin need calamine lotion (yea) b-boys high as ya hands reach (uh huh) bombin with two aerosol cans each this for the future, past, and the present (yea) Im takin this rap thing back to the essence Most of y'all all sound the same Wit ya fancy cars and ya diamond rings Dont you know its about to change
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