Gimme My Props Kool Moe Dee

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
This is of low guard, what you call a jack move
I'm taking your flow cards whoever can't rap smooth
I'm calling your bluff, I've seen enough (what, what?)
Don't you say nothing until I'm finished, your mouth's shut
You're answering "yeah, yeah", your heart is inside there
So what's all this I hear? There's no one that I fear
I'll tell you what I'ma do by showing you what I did
Too clever to ever lose
I'm stepping so what up, kid?
Who wanna play hard? He who can't go
He who shivers as I deliver the death blow
I hit him with rhythm and leave him livin' in sub bass
A musical prison that's only givin' him someplace
To exercise thought, memorize taught lessons
His eyes caught while stepping in my sport
I'm rapping and clapping, and finger-snapping and drop-slapping
Crashing and scratching, and I ain't asking, I'm prop-snatching