INTRO-- WoRD~PeRFecT enters into tha light
until the globe folds and people stop believen the hype-
and everything you touch turn to dust before you rock a mic-
if you a dj ....or m.c.
a breaker ......or influenced by graphitti-
there is no state of hip hop it's a community-
so keep it ill and there will be no immunity-

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i wont stop battlen,diss you plus i still refuse-
to pay you for a beat what aboute the artist you reused-
either you cant act-or what you bite aint tight just whack-
wanna be my remix then i'll force feed you the rest of the track-
go ahead and eat me...digest a sample and do it 3 more times-
then catch food poisoning when i spoil you with lines-
you not~hot none of your songs have a plot-I BET
this story ends with me on beat breaks and you breaken swets-
apply the pressure-i wont give you an inch of pleasure-
by the time i spit 12 you wont even measure-
so tell your fans throw they hands for the rap singer-
get on stage and realize each hands extending they middle finger-
you fool half the these minds half the time-
lucky for you you can fake being real in 90 percent of your rhymes-
name me who feeling you i'll track em down as a hater-
and rip they taste buds out they tongue for the lack of flavor-
i remain anonomyous but everyone knows im dropping bars-
you flow a sentence and get drunk off pretending to be hard-
thug rap? you must be teasin me-
that bullshit died years ago with EAZY-E-
WANNA COPY WHAT IS HEARD CAUSE YOU LACK LYRICAL ABILITY-
when i rip you authentically pay me for royalties and disability-
life is a gamble i win at one of a kind-
you aint rollen doves you just in a wheelchair with a handicap mind-
bless the mic but hate me then mimic me-
call yourself an O.G.-only cause you learned to be thug off BDP first CD-

HoOK
IF YOU REALLY LOVE HIP HOP GIVE ME A SHOW OF HANDS-
THEN BACK SMACK ANY CATS THAT WHACK,A GROUPIE, OR WEAK FAN-
JACK THEM FOR THEY JEWELS STOMP HIM AND START WILDEN-
BEAT HIM TO DEATH THEN STAB HIM WITH A GARBAGE ALBUM-
SAY WHAT YOU WANT IM JUST BEING REAL DUDE-
BRING HIP HOP BACK OR IM GONNA KILL YOU.
SCRATCHES IN BACKGROUND(ARE YOU IN FOR THE CAUSE OR IN JUST BECAUSE)

BLuNT TakeS uP ThA Mic...

Just because, I wanna be here, am I ebonically clear?
hip-hop's a way of life, not just sumthin' u hear
you get sucked in.. it's real, a vortex of art forms
cored by a soul an' wraped with a common cortex of heart
an' hard flows, emotions un-fold thru graff or rap
weather u slang grass or just stand back an' max
take it back to the ol' school days, from bone-thugz to NWA
they all souljas of tha same cause, tha same as us
an urban life twined with a curious mind an' need for notice
know-this.. it's serious, try if you must but just be focused
ya can't half ass if you really want it, if you got the gift flaunt it
proove you're worth, thru diverse verbals or pictorals on street corners
with paint, a pen, or just p-markers for throw up's
close up the mis-conceptions that we all dangerous
we'll remain on top, hip-hop it ain't a change it's a plus
we addin' up the cards an' playin' hands like we have tha royal flush,
an' when it boils up, or down we still down with our roots
suburban or jungle youth, same shit with a different point of view....
some without a clue impeed on tha functions we persue
FUCK-'EM STAND AN' BAND TOGETHER, HIP-HOP'LL PULL THRU...

BeAt Cuts... WoRD~PeRFecT "FUCK IT.. LOOK" ...

IF YOU REALLY LOVE HIP HOP GIVE ME A SHOW OF HANDS-
THEN BACK SMACK ANY CATS THAT WHACK,A GROUPIE, OR WEAK FAN-
JACK THEM FOR THEY JEWELS STOMP HIM AND START WILDEN-
BEAT HIM TO DEATH THEN STAB HIM WITH A GARBAGE ALBUM-
SAY WHAT YOU WANT IM JUST BEING REAL DUDE-
BRING HIP HOP BACK OR IM GONNA KILL YOU.
SCRATCHES IN BACKGROUND(ARE YOU IN FOR THE CAUSE OR IN JUST BECAUSE)

BLuNT takes bacK ThA Mic... "YO I'D JUST LIKE TO ADD..."
degenerates enter this elegant telecast
with irrelivant malevolence
set in a celibate etiquite cast...
impeded vision inflictin' with pleading minions
being conceded in this seemingly meaningless inquisition..
irratic factions of everlasting fascist reactions
impacting actions by never having passed-a retraction...
forever will this endevor be remembered
for reasons never severed from memories of pleasure...
colapsin' this rap shit with immaculate tactics
I'll even jack you for your ratchets...
percentages of demented heads bent on death
present no threat if your as deranged as I am...
danger amongst acres of faded teenagers
inavdin' mangers of famous babys like they were satins angels...

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