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    [kane]    where's 2pac and biggie smalls??
    *crowd goes nuts*
    [scoob] yeah, ahhhhhhhhhhhh-ight? (yeah!)
    [scoob] keep it goin!
    [kane]    mister cee..
    Yo scoob, you set it off and let's get down for the crown
    [scoob]    let the place.. rock.. that ill shit
    [big]    one two.. one two.. one two..
    [scoob]    brooklyn.. jfk, all my niggaz, richie, matt
    Ready to get wreck, ahhhhhhhh-iight? uhhh!
    Awwwwwwwwwwww shit!
    [kane]    go scoob!

    Check it, check it, check it, check it
    This here for the motherfuckin record
    Here we here we here we go, here we here we go
    Can i can i can i kick a motherfuckin flow
    Chitty chitty bang bang, i chitty bang bang
    Motherfuckin niggaz can't hang
    Well oh no, look at the cloud, it's gonna rain
    But i don't give a fuck i'm lettin niggaz know they can't hang
    Don't give me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, yeah break north
    Don't make me get my gun and blow your motherfuckin head off
    Once again, niggaz know my style, god dammit
    Unless it's on the cut so give me the mic and watch me slam it
    Hard like shaquille, oh you better kneel
    When you see me comin, big scoob got em runnin
    Sex when i flex i catch wreck on the world tour
    With dough in my pockets big like the biscuits, in cb4
    Set up a contest, i'm comin, i'm takin the dough
    They wouldn't pick you even if you had a afro
    So dont try me, you better walk by me
    I'll do you like the first part in menace ii society
    Like cypress hill, yo, i'm insane
    I'll shoot a hole in your toe
    I'll make you jump like the house of pain
    Bang biggy bang biggy bang bang
    Niggaz can't hang, niggaz can't hang
    Bang biggy bang biggy bang bang, motherfuckin niggaz can't hang..

    [kane]    biggie smalls, why don't you come do it?

    [notorious b.i.g.]
    One two, one two, gonna do it like this
    Where brooklyn at, where brooklyn at
    Where brooklyn at, where brooklyn at
    We gonna do it like this
    Anytime you're ready, check it

    I got seven mack 11's, about eight 38's
    Nine 9's, ten mack tens, the shits never ends
    You can't touch my riches
    Even if you had mc hammer and them 357 bitches
    Biggie smalls; the millionare, the mansion, the yacht
    The two weed spots, the two hot glocks
    That's how i got the weed spot
    I shot dread in the head, took the bread and the lamb spread
    Little gotti got the shotty to your body
    So don't resist, or you might miss christmas
    I tote guns, i make number runs
    I give mc's the runs drippin
    When i throw my clip in the ak, i slay from far away
    Everybody hit the d-e-c-k
    My slow flow's remarkable, peace to matteo
    Now we smoke weed like tony montana sniffed the llello
    That's crazy blunts, mad l's
    My voice excels from the avenue to jail cells
    Oh my god, i'm droppin shit like a pigeon
    I hope you're listenin, smackin babies at they christening

    [tupac]    motherfuckin biggie smalls!
    [kane]    what you gonna do with it tupac?

    Yeah where the motherfuckin thugs at?
    Throw your motherfuckin middle finger
    We gonna do this shit like this
    I thank the lord for my many blessings, never stressin
    Keep a vest for protection, from the barrel of a smith & wesson
    And all my niggaz in the pen, here we go again
    Ain't nuttin separatin us from a mack-10
    Born in the ghetto as a hustler, told ya
    A straight soldier, buckin at the bustaz
    No matter how you try, niggaz never die
    We just retaliate with hate, then we multiply
    You see me strikin down the block, hittin corners
    Mobbin like a motherfucker, livin like i - wanna
    And ain't no stoppin at the red lights, i'm sideways
    Thug life motherfucker crime, pays!
    Let the cops put they lights on, chase me nigga
    Zig zaggin through the freeway, race me nigga
    In a high speed chase with the law
    The realest motherfucker that you ever saw

    [kane]    yeah!  come in now man
    Now i wanna see what my man shyheim gonna do with it

    Yo, this goes out to everybody from staten island
    {*ah mister cee, and you don't stop*}
    Yo, times is gettin hard, word is bond, i swear to god
    I even got caught tryin to steal from the junkyard
    A born terror, a rebel without a pause
    I never had a good christmas, so who is santa claus?
    I walk the streets at night with my head down
    In this lil town you see clowns that wanna be down
    So they get a glock and lick shots to get props
    And when shit rocks all you can hear when the shells drop
    An old man got shot in the parkin lot
    In front of my buildin i hang with his grandchildren
    And for the nigga that pulled the trigga then tried to slide
    And hide, but he got knocked by the homicide
    And this happens everyday around my way
    So i pray that i can live another day

    [kane]    this how we gonna do it, hold up cee, aiyyo, let's try this
    [shy]    staten island in the motherfuckin house
    Whassup wu-tang clan in here or what?

    Hold up cee..

    Now what's the bullshit niggaz been saying
    Dont try to act like martin now with that "i was just playin!"
    No need to grieve now on, now that the beef is on
    Uhh!!  oh yeah motherfucker, your teeth is gone
    Just cause you rap don't meant that you're catchin wreck with me
    Step to this i'll give your mic a vasectomy
    I only know one nigga that can come next to me
    No, that's a tattle, cause i can't count my own shadow
    A battle, i gots to have it, 'lest you're gonna rob me
    Like they did, whittaker when he fought chavez
    Cause when it comes to goin against kane rappin
    That's like a pimp trying to pull a nun, ain't nuttin happenin
    Non resistable, non compatible
    I'm not saying i'm the best, i'm just saying i'm fuckin incredible
    And let's just get one more thing understood
    If i fart on a record, trust me nigga, that shit gon' sound good

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