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And like my cousin Debbie (leffhler?) always said It ain't X, it ain't over It ain't over 'til the fat lady sings, can you hear her? Alright now, here we go Come on everybody get up out yo' seat And boogie to the drums of the (dog?) star beat Listen while I flip it and rip it (Shippin?) exhibit X That sh*t that you don't know what's coming next I flex no free sex get checks and check chicks Hookers and tramps, the party be amped by crews and cliques Minus the uzis and clips, pocket full of chips God turn up the funk and pump it from the mothership Throw your hands up in the cosmos like it's spiritual And touch the stars, partying like a ritual See hustlers scoping out honeys Honeys scoping brothers with money Sisters, senoritas and snow bunnies (lmao) While I be the vessel interrupt the whole planet Just party 'cos it's nineteen ninety nine, go get enchanted Freak the funk yo my spell has been casted Cross me? (win?) or lose or get blasted And as the saying goes 'It ain't over 'til the fat lady sings' Sure sound like she singing to me Can you hear her punk? So get the flatline Now I designed rhymes to slam like Kobe With more force than Obi-wan Kenobi From LB to LA I rock all day to the New York region for Rockaway, I rock away My (per-style?) you lay, when I lay down the law you had best o-bey When I flash the flame you won't dance the same Rap is the game, now remember my name Capital N Capital A Capital double R Capital A Capital T Capital O Capital R Capital R Capital B Capital X Exclamation point (Uh) Now let me flex my joint To sure improve my groove (Soon records point?????) (Met?) The intent to make ya dance Battle ready and I'm in my battle stance Now I'm blasted And as the saying goes 'It ain't over 'til the fat lady sings' Sure sound like she singing to me Can you hear her punk? So get the flatline Funky like rotten eggs, I make 'em move they legs They body bound to follow, now do your freaky dance As you freaks (plants?) go head Take up (plans?) Soon as you look? It seem the place shook Or shake You [glow up???] but I break it better Narrator RB to the twenty-fourth letter Say my name, you'll feel no shame I flip the script when I rip I don't rhyme the same But the heat is flame that mean the game is (sold?) Narrator RB - Bound to explode For this episode, funky, chunky b*t*h With the strength of the donkey when he kicks I slay the vic' and flip word his plot No sh*t Narrator X (the lick shots??) Speak technique and leave 'em flabbergasted If the weed whack? They bound to get blasted And as the saying goes 'It ain't over 'til the fat lady sings' Sure sound like she singing to me Can you hear her punk? So get the flatline Flatline Anyone come test the X guaranteed to get the flatline In the past tense The fat lady has just sung X From L-O-N-G B-E-A-C-H With thug n***as like the (PH?) That's why they get flatline Dead
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