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super lover cee & casanova rud - all you mc's lyrics

[intro]
(yo sup, you ready to do this man?
you want to get up on the microphone?)
yo, yo, i’m ready to do this
take the microphone, leave me alone, man
you know what i’m sayin’?
you don’t want to do this, then do this, know what i’m sayin’?
(take it easy)

[verse 1]
all you mc’s are so stupid, you can not even talk
you don’t understand it’s me that all the girls seem to hawk
you walk into the jam, it’s rud that takes a chance
even though you know you hate me, you still want to dance
an educated mind is great, but you keep on relaying
those words in your rhyme, you don’t
know what you’re saying
see it’s, the microphone, i plan to retake
i place it again in my possession to say “mc’s are fake”
and that goes to you

[verse 2]
all you mc’s are a den of the dark, you can’t recite, but me
i might your e, i bring you things to like
but try to cover up mistakes that always seem to surface
just face it, when you rhyme you’re weak
so what’s the purpose?
mc run is in effect, you will give respect
by your head, and honor the rhymes that i connect
while you’re chewin’ on your nails, a tense nervous condition
you’re seein’ what i’m doin’, to soulful compet-tion
all you mc’s are some biters, all you need is a line
so you change and rearrange, and it won’t happen this time
takin’ rhymes from others, who, you will regret it
the fame you have obtained is yours, but other’s credit
you’re seekin’ and peekin’, mc’s are leakin’ when they’re speakin’
many biters gettin’ famous, when writers gettin’ weak ‘n
i know it, a poet can only say it if he wrote it
unless if he said it over and over when he stole it
and that goes to you

[verse 3]
all you mc’s have a problem, yes, you are too jealous
eager to steal a rhyme, because you’re over zealous
to be just like me, the proper mc
don’t need to steal a rhyme, i have creativity
reaching all my lands, my voice, be a satellite
mc’s you are in trouble, when r-u-d picks up the mic
your eyes be to me, is greater than winnin’ lotto
first, come is first serve, and that is, my motto
all you mc’s are some suckers, you can’t speak proper english
if you say you’re burnin’, of course, i will extinguish
using all your rap defenses, hah, come to your senses
you want to diss the r-u-d, but i’m the force with tenses
stop what you’re startin’, your rhymes ain’t even martin
they know all you’re gonna come up ask, “could you be parton?”
that’s because you’re weaker, expose me as a speaker
the subject is a rhyme, you’re blind, and i’m a seeker
and that goes to you

[verse 4]
i think it’s kinda great, how i consolidate
when my voice is on seven, i scratch the track eight
crowd claps on time, only if we rock
like the lady’s mechanism, my voice is many clock
i’m dope on my mic, you’re the sidekick
every p can be the president, who’s for politics
i’m the one behind the mix, the rhythm, and talk
i represent rap’s capital, the city of new york
and that goes to you

- super lover cee casanova rud lyrics

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