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tob one - rasheed wallace lyrics

[intro/scratches by kutmasta kurt]
before game time, we have a very special all-star introduction..

[tob1]
i look like rasheed wallace
choking out a narc ref
when i grab the microphone
like homer does bart’s neck
cards in the deck need shufflin’
like a cat in his 30’s
still on some petty earning weed hustlin’
readjusting like nomar and his batting gloves
weak substance how you phony rappers act thug
as a caddy is the only way you pack clubs
with 6 hype men overdoing your wack dubs
like brandon jennings ya’ll just trying to make a fast buck
with rhymes about as real as camera edits on a fashion cut
smash in ya gut like joe frazier did to c-ssius
but finish the job
rhymes sick
you need the heimlich to spit it hard
kickin large like ndamukong
at the bar sippin heineken
while you fix scars with a styling pen
all that time you violent femmes done spent with your verses
when you spit it still sounds stupid like kendrick perkins

[scratches by kutmasta kurt]

[ruste juxx]
the lanes open i drive through with the layup
blow em out, big baller on my way up (ballin)
f-ck the compet-tion
cuz can’t n0body compete
juxx body the beat
my heat body the beef
no f-cking around
hand gripping the thang
bang! hit em with that downtown swing
crown heights king n-gga one man cl!ck
mobb deep dolo
built like bolo
bars is heavyweight
i tko em (knock em out)
ruste razor
i bk blow em
cut (cut) now you scarred for life
i’m that nice
these rappers doing deals with the feds they like vice
but i’m a real og from that hot set
shotty dump call it johnny pump leave ya block wet

[scratches by kutmasta kurt]

[gore elohim]
actual gats factual it fits like a glove leather
snuff king the movies i make
shoot your drugs together
i grab wh0r-s for medical science
newest alliance is silencers
rip ya eyes out with the plyers
my mics a iron tongue to get it worse with gun powder
fake thugs no love brain leakin like clam chowder
that’s why ya fam sour
we taking pounds of that raw heavy d
you in the nissan with pure flour
scour facilities for clues check new cadavers
toe tag digital magic fatten just check the pattern
sore losers on the court like shooter mcgavin’
my projects are black magic séance troop saturn
beirut streets we hit ya trachea meat
the agency vietcong k!llers parade the f-cking streets
amazing how the 9 milli hit ya f-cking beak
manimal half demon yo my flow is unique
mortuary music how we running the streets
you got a big mouth funny now the casket discrete

- tob one lyrics

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