[Intro]
Okay, here we go again
We fucked up the first time, and now we're gonna do it over
Whoa, I'm gonna go home and shit and listen to this
That's DMX on the beatbox
Ah yeah, back again y'all for your pleasure
Sir Vicious Just-Ice, the dangerous gangster of hip-hop
My man, the original and human DMX on the beatbox for your pleasure
What we gon' do right here is get real Kool and Deadly, you know what I'm sayin'
All this I'm saying gon' get edited out, so it don't matter anyway
One, two, three, hit it
[Verse 1]
Listen up, real close, party people
My lyrics are fatal, my voice is illegal
"To be or not to be" that is your question
Influence not allowed, no type of seduction
When I'm rhyming, I stand alone
No group or two on the megaphone
Lyricist lunatic MC like psycho
Not mega but I meant to say micro
Acting ill is not for Rhea in the desert
Now call Pelan or Medina
I have a goal in every dream I chase
Boost a level on the treble, pump the bass in the place
So, just clap and have a good time
Enjoy yourself and hear Just rhyme
Any troubles at all, I'll solve them
Be it small or large or any kind of problem
Lay your head on the speaker, my words will reach ya
If you're stupid, take a lesson, I'll teach ya
That's my job 'cause I'm duly sworn
To build on the mic, make knowledge born
For those who cannot understand my swift, swift rhythm
Don't try to mock my words, 'cause I will diss them
Think the first verse is fresh? Stick around for a while
Peep it out, everybody, my Kool and Deadly style
Okay, here we go again
We fucked up the first time, and now we're gonna do it over
Whoa, I'm gonna go home and shit and listen to this
That's DMX on the beatbox
Ah yeah, back again y'all for your pleasure
Sir Vicious Just-Ice, the dangerous gangster of hip-hop
My man, the original and human DMX on the beatbox for your pleasure
What we gon' do right here is get real Kool and Deadly, you know what I'm sayin'
All this I'm saying gon' get edited out, so it don't matter anyway
One, two, three, hit it
[Verse 1]
Listen up, real close, party people
My lyrics are fatal, my voice is illegal
"To be or not to be" that is your question
Influence not allowed, no type of seduction
When I'm rhyming, I stand alone
No group or two on the megaphone
Lyricist lunatic MC like psycho
Not mega but I meant to say micro
Acting ill is not for Rhea in the desert
Now call Pelan or Medina
I have a goal in every dream I chase
Boost a level on the treble, pump the bass in the place
So, just clap and have a good time
Enjoy yourself and hear Just rhyme
Any troubles at all, I'll solve them
Be it small or large or any kind of problem
Lay your head on the speaker, my words will reach ya
If you're stupid, take a lesson, I'll teach ya
That's my job 'cause I'm duly sworn
To build on the mic, make knowledge born
For those who cannot understand my swift, swift rhythm
Don't try to mock my words, 'cause I will diss them
Think the first verse is fresh? Stick around for a while
Peep it out, everybody, my Kool and Deadly style
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