JC Real the mafucka used 2 b kool, but u turned into jacko, now u smoke that dick just like it was tobacco.

i now ya scared bitch, u goin into hiding, i can tell by the hairs on ya head im NOT finding, heads so bald its fuckin shiney.

i no u never put in work on the street, i can tell ya bitch is bored, send her here 2 get a lil skeet , just listen 2 my rhymes, i'll knock the sox of ya fuckin feet.

m.d.c i was born to be, i no ya punk ass wishes u was me, haze got ya all fucked up, ya vison is blurry, yo get ready 4 my fuckin rap fury.

I no my shit got ya think "thakin on this guy aint fair ta me" bitch ya rhymes is weak, get a rhyme dictionary

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March 26 1995, we remember