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urban dance squad - step off lyrics

giant defiant frying like mustang planes in the sky and culprit smell putrid
you stay cupid with the lying, withstand whole armies, rappers challengin’ me war crying
i got the flave that get the papes and makes me brave like private ryan
industry grabbin me, with obstacles like normandy
on the long haul like rangers we take those dangers storm and see
uds tight like free masonry, brothers and all placing me
in ranks like tom hanks, check john miller i’m k!ller and iller see?
rappers be down with hiphop gear like fetish, should be blushin like radish
your hoodoo do no voodoo on the rude, you is brackish from the holy water that i use
sticky bombs blow up comps, you’s on schuh mine 42
rap sheets from these clones, babble’s weak on microphones
my portfolio’s glory yo, you peaches, omaha beach is still my zone
you know my raps shines bright like farrakhan’s final call
when n-gga’s think they hot, i make them strutt like dr scholl

stepp off i mean stepp off, give me props cos you know the art won’t stop
stepp off i mean stepp off, give me props cos you know the art won’t stop

my reputation hardcore just like tom sizemore, combat vet like sgt horvath
sonically grim, spit flimm on the whack, sn-tch dog tags
lyrical pyrotechniques, blowup like bangalore torpedo practice
kickin that jet li lethal weapon dismantle tactics
situation’s fickle, those who let the sweat trickle
sh-t is fickle when they’re begging papes you scr-pin nickles
your a&r’s lackin with the cream, ain’t backin the mission
that is fubar man! f-cked up beyond all recognition

stepp off i mean stepp off, give me props cos you know the art won’t stop
stepp off i mean stepp off, give me props cos you know the art won’t stop

a lotta rap stuff’s over the top like brittpop
you flipflop with that candy slop as i rockwith dexterity polyglot
gattlingun verbiage, murder scripts emerge as if
devils give a dose for my foes when neuroses shifts
shoot the gift, scoot like vips, troops with busted lips
grab and screw their hotties honeys, whatever they might call them chicks
i support hardcore brothers like feet with aircushion in soles
h0m- sapien come get shaped again by my fat flow

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stepp off i mean stepp off, give me props cos you know the art won’t stop
stepp off i mean stepp off, give me props cos you know the art won’t stop

what you need is the chance to be free
so naive with the greed and the deed build for speed
now you seem to believe somehow you will bleed
i was way to naive to believe in your love….

sk!lls are boa constricting brain muscle narrower
questions naggs like ebola
am i the flower saving hiphop like noah?
mc’s psychomatic, far from realistic, talkin playalistic mystic
underworld figs blast big, bodies get ripped and rigged
you suckin on a barrel of a sig, in locations desolation you’re facin
the equation of bullsh-t and true manifestatio
my epiloque, same as the dialogue
mc’s multiply like aidsgerms
for company pay terms

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