War of Millionz Tha God Fahim & Your Old Droog

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[Verse 1: Tha God Fahim]
I'm marching forward like horseback and cavalry
MCs make me sick, I got allergies
Another day, another casualty
I pull up in a supercar, now everybody mad at me
I'm fly with no turbulence, there's no disturbin' this
I'm Hall of Fame and the rap skills is murderous
A giant amongst giants; what's on the line is the highest
Some critics be biased - you know the science
While livin' by a code, you gotta honor it
I keep the toast while they lactose intolerant
Was bred for rap, I'm The Terminator
I break MCs down to the lowest common dеnominator
Find my name next to the dеfinition of dominator
Handlin' machines, I'm known as a smooth operator
I'm a warrior like Roberto Durán
Quick to chop the head off like it's feudal Japan
It's indiscrutable what I do to 'em, man
All my interests-es be grand
Make thirty grand at the flick of the hand

[Verse 2: Your Old Droog]

[Outro: Sample]
Because he knows his issues
Because he knows the market
The specialist is able to perform his second job:
Helping to keep that market fair and orderly