[Verse 1]
Leave it to me, I'm a specialist, treacherous, professional
[?], I think a wild shit like a mad scientist
You pop a b-boy addicted to rap
Oh yeah, you never thought that I could bust that cap
I pull a rhyme to the beat and do you just like that
Your [?] baby couldn't rap
I pull a rhyme and process, if you use my formula, ask
Whatever happens just happens, I don't know the effects
W-E-S-T [?] where I be
Where everythin' is done, it don't matter how dangerously
Now, who can make a rap and rock a [?] party
A [?] MC couldn't do it so they laughin' to me
Because they know what time it is
The time is now
You can't tell me "stop rappin'" 'cause I don't know how
I just keep on rappin' to a funky beat
Eat suckas alive and sayin' "Bon appétit"
I'm on the mic, and you will agree
To L-E-A-V-E it to me
Leave it to me
[Verse 2]
You have the [?], you can't concentrate
My rhyme just put you in a tragic state
Snap, crack or pop, my rhymes are crispy
I mess around and make the fly girls go dizzy
I'm S-P-I, with the C and the Y
Now reddle me this, where's your mind?
On the moon for stroke, no brain control
My devastating rhyme turn into [?]
Old Spice, the [?] essence
I'm not talkin' about a key or a gram
I talk about a MC in yo face!
I shocked the world and pump the bass
I'm Spice on the mic, and you will agree
To L-E-A-V-E it me
Leave it to me, I'm a specialist, treacherous, professional
[?], I think a wild shit like a mad scientist
You pop a b-boy addicted to rap
Oh yeah, you never thought that I could bust that cap
I pull a rhyme to the beat and do you just like that
Your [?] baby couldn't rap
I pull a rhyme and process, if you use my formula, ask
Whatever happens just happens, I don't know the effects
W-E-S-T [?] where I be
Where everythin' is done, it don't matter how dangerously
Now, who can make a rap and rock a [?] party
A [?] MC couldn't do it so they laughin' to me
Because they know what time it is
The time is now
You can't tell me "stop rappin'" 'cause I don't know how
I just keep on rappin' to a funky beat
Eat suckas alive and sayin' "Bon appétit"
I'm on the mic, and you will agree
To L-E-A-V-E it to me
Leave it to me
[Verse 2]
You have the [?], you can't concentrate
My rhyme just put you in a tragic state
Snap, crack or pop, my rhymes are crispy
I mess around and make the fly girls go dizzy
I'm S-P-I, with the C and the Y
Now reddle me this, where's your mind?
On the moon for stroke, no brain control
My devastating rhyme turn into [?]
Old Spice, the [?] essence
I'm not talkin' about a key or a gram
I talk about a MC in yo face!
I shocked the world and pump the bass
I'm Spice on the mic, and you will agree
To L-E-A-V-E it me
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