Preschool (ft. Wax) Jarv (Ft. Wax)

[Intro: Wax, Jarv]
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Big Wax, needle in a hay stack
Doing it since way back
Big like The Payback or any other break track
I’ma decimate that, fill it up with great rap
Call me Pat Sajak
Fortunate wheels of steel
Torching the reel to reel tape or the ADAT
Force you to feel the real deal like a face slap
Into your brain, I engrain that
Fucking with me? you should refrain from that
It’s Nathan, that cracker with the dope shit
Master with the flow, sick, nasty and atrocious
Smacking up a foe, acting like I’m Hulk Hogan
Pass the microphone, get it cracking like a broke wrist
Pros get mowed with those slick poems I cold kick
Hopeless hoe-bitch, hold this whole dick
Go get gone, I’ll piss on your whole clique
Kick it on a lower plateau where you’re supposed to sit
Deodorant fresh
Me- known to impress
We the coldest and the best
East over to the west
We ain’t knowing when to rest
Keep flowing with finesse
When the beat’s over I’ma need to load another session
In time like a tick-tock-metronome-wristwatch
Keep it on the tip-top
Summit of the Hip-Hop mountains
I touch clouds and hit flocks of birds with words
Herbs deserve to kick rocks