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ill biskits - place to be lyrics

[intro]
yeah
yo, i like how this sh+t is f+ckin’ goin’ down
you know what i’m sayin’
yo, what we gon’ do right here
we gon hit your ass like you ain’t never been hit before
know what i’m sayin’
so bust the style, ha

[verse 1: kleph dollaz]
what jumps the kid with the ill funk flow
my sk!lls go for days, n+ggas act like you know
you steppin’ up to kleph, it’s sorta risky you askin’ (a+yo who is he?)
i’m makin’ you dizzy like gillespie
the raw deal plus i’m realer than p+rnography
now here’s a nasty [?] you couldn’t picture with photography
so watch the aftermath, i’m on a wrath
the underdog don’t need n0body blowin’ smoke up his ass (just)
clear my path and let me get into my thing
i rip tracks like that with more soul than a train
i bust back with ill raps, try to top that
you couldn’t hear my style if you was pair of slacks (whoo)
it’s hard to comprehend my flow (with your weak ass)
you need to call tommy to come and try to heal your figures
i’m mad wild when i let my style free
so come follow me to the place to be, it’s like
[chorus]
come follow me to the place to be
come follow me to the place to be
come follow me to the place to be
come follow me to the place to be

[verse 2: kleph dollaz]
check it
i’m on [?] to be fly like a sparrow
i’m not cupid but i shoot more gifts than an arrow
and gets busy with the never+lastin’ flow
even when i had no dough, i was still baggin’ hoes
but now i’m givin’ it to you pure with the essence
check my m+n+script and see if you can manifest this (n+gga)
i’m much, too much for you
’cause even the power rangers got more drama than your f+ckin’ rhymes do
it’s all real (it’s mad real) on the east side
i flip like dr. checo so there’s no place to hide
i gets down for mines, it’s the sign of the time
mc’s who wanna see me is bound to go blind
my mind is built to last when it comes to a battle
don’t step ’cause i brand that ass like f+ckin’ cattle
so put me on (word is bond), i be the don (carry on)
carry on with your weak ass song
you can’t see, you’re steppin’ to a real mc
so come follow me to the place to be, it’s like
[chorus]
come follow me to the place to be
come follow me to the place to be
come follow me to the place to be
come follow me to the place to be

[verse 3: kleph dollaz]
i flip styles like 045 records
when i tap the microphone for a quick mic checkin’
from state to state, my name is known in every household
every man, woman and child knows my funk style
i got mc’s crazy mad like cobra
bust the drunken style, i’ll even wild when i’m sober
i’m movin’ heads from asians to latins
gotta watch my eviction ’cause that sh+t ain’t platin
rhymes be like hoes so i guess i gotta pimp ’em
i wanna lamp with sherry carter like donnie simpson
i bust rhymes like ‘ness (so what?), you know i meant it
me fallin’ off, that’s like cleveland [?] dependant (ha)
but the grammar that i’m speakin’ got your n+ggas’ ears ringin’ (a+yo slow down)
and try to taste the source that i’m bringin’
i gotta give props to hip+hop of the past
who pioneered this culture so the sh+t can last
i earn my rap degree, now my mind is free
when i purify my soul in the place to be, it’s like
[chorus]
come follow me to the place to be
come follow me to the place to be
come follow me to the place to be
come follow me to the place to be

- ill biskits lyrics

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