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I used to trip to watch Batman
To do the opposite on the after
Cause I knew he ain't have enough to
Tuck that cape and fuck that bat bitch
The only way is anyway so roll with the flavor
Never gave ya a favor so here's the verse inform ya favorite neighbor
I'm the maybe of the bunch by months I'm the one wit
Be damned to run chick not for the dumb shit
On the down low like a kit, my boys are like virgins
Turn to skin surgeons, one call they come quick
Mickey I get tricky and knock the coward outta Howard
Ring around the rosie with Perez so tell a nigga now what
I beat your posse like meat in heat
Cause when they peep it's the mother number one to fuckin skeet
Give me a break, I go for broke 'til it's broken and won't choke trick
Cause I'mma still be here when there's just roaches and broke bricks
Oh shit, the hoes knows and nose blows in bro's place
So playas might go on with some of this card play parlay parlay
What which gut sticks makes the cut fit
Mutt shit poetry bust this is my justice
Guard your grill and get your gut split
Then all the beaten blacks will laugh when you snitch
From your throat to your hip
Hop any trick gets dropped and bombed
You're sure to get more than a single tongue from John
I'm the venom nice spank ya stanky heinie shiny with the rhyme
If still can't find me crawl behind me
Put up a hood up then get up ya ups
If still on your knees then strut with the mutts
It used to be for blacks if you know a rope you know a tree
So now we get our justice through our poetry, flow with me
Bastard blaster disaster on a rapper
You be two different motherfuckers before and after I trash ya
NASA fuck that yasser master symbol sling
Close that chapter I'm the master
Four scars and seven cheers of God seen it hard
But I'm as black as the space in between the stars
So I'mma rise like a white lie and leave 'em that thin
And tune a nigga that thinks he can get with backspin
Redman's in town, down for some action
We'll get all our niggas and practice practice battin
Strip strappin slappin rip rap in half and
Cause ain't no faith or in athin happenin
I call upon my Newark next four check that
Wait and set you up then jump you in sensations
Look what the world made I'm your girl's trade
Word up we just blew up like the World Trade
"Reporting live from down at the World Trade Center
Countless people are trapped inside
We don't know how many are injured at this time
Please stand by for further reports"
Peace out to the youngsters, big up to Redman
Rosie and Mickey and every thickie icky in the land
Getting our justice through our sounds
For the brothers and sisters locked down
Peace to Newark County ground
And for the town
Farwell and Annadale
Dartsville, Trent State
Northern State, Rahway, Life is Grew
And Rikers Island
San Quentin ain't nobody flinchin
And we out
1993
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