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    One for the ace and two for the deuce  
    If you're ready Mister Cee cut the record real loose  
    and uhh, test test test test, oh yes  
    I wanna bless the mic, I caress with finesse  
    Back off the microphone, you can't wreck it none  
    I'm like a nine, and you're just a Naked Gun  
    Some type of new jack, steppin in the area  
    kind of reminds me of Eddie Murphy, Coming to America  
    But you can't approach this, rhymes are too ferocious  
    Do the knowledge as I quote this  
    Freddie Krueger, walkin on Kane's street  
    Five chapters and I still ain't been beat  
    Bout time I turned the microphone loose  
    Anyone after me is just an excuse  
    Even the level of the devil or Exorcist  
    can't get next to this  
    This is mayhem, so competition, say when  
    You're thinkin that you're ready, so I can just play him  
    or them, no matter the quan-tity, you don't want to be  
    in this battle, so just flee  
    Cause I leave em panickin when I start damagin  
    Kickin this swift, leaves you stiff, like a mannequin  
    And frozen, this is a mind explosion  
    as the chosen flows in, the competition throws in  
    the towel, my sharp tongue is like a license  
    I strike like Mike, Tyson I be icin  
    Breakin the mic in half, just like a psychopath  
    But still smooth and cool, just like a draft  
    Leave the metro scared and petrol  
    Ain't No Half-Steppin', so I don't sweat no MC  
    cause Michael Jackson couldn't say it clearer  
    My only comp is the man in the mirror  
    So any pretender, you never been to  
    the death zone, this is the wrath, do not enter  
    These ain't the grounds for MC's to be wanderin  
    These is the grounds that the Kane is conquerin  
    Lyrics are bright and recite on the mic to excite  
    delight, ignite, a bright light and a fright night  
    for types who bite, to be quite like  
    the man with mic swingin all tight, but can't get it right  
    You're just a sloppy, cheap carbon copy  
    Sent to ride off in the sun, said Kemosabi  
    As the Kane remains everlasting  
    With lyrics that's fast relief like aspirin  
    So allow me to relieve, or breathe contact  
    your brain and remain like hairweave  
    Cause I can reach each participant with a speech  
    that will teach, and have em hangin like a leach  
    And yes still puttin rappers in fear  
    So hold it right there, cause this is a nightmare  
    As I cause a killer scene, and cut like a guillotine  
    Any thoughts you had about winnin is still a dream  
    Or more like a fantasy, tell me why can't you see  
    There ain't a way that you can touch or stand on me  
    You talk about how many rappers you slayed  
    But I'm like a renegade, so I never been afraid  
    so don't say hi to this Asiatic descendant  
    Just say peace and everything'll be splendid  
    Mister Cee, put your weight on it  
    Boy put your weight on it, put your weight on it  
    Put your weight on it  
    Put your weight on it Mister Cee, put your weight on it!  
    I'm outta here

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