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    A Plus:  
    You don't have to worry any longer. . .  
    Yo wait a damn  minute  
    listen to the way the man spin it  
    even with improper diction  
    I split in & gets ends  
    I'm lettin' suckas know  
    I'm fin ta buck a bro  
    the nigga figga he can dust a pro  
    fessional  I test a fool  
    I get a tool  
    and beat him wit it  
    he didn't see me wit it  
    and this is what I'ma do  
    tie the crime to you  
    niggas need to find a new rhyme to do  
    I remember when I used to grind a few  
    indo sacks at my wack Sr. High School  
    but I told the Dean 'Bye fool.'  
    I graduated  
    he was a man I hated  
    and I'm glad I made it  
    I know  
    you know  
    fools know, that my crew's so  
    phat, and niggas try to jack  
    then I know they got my back  
    A-Plus must bust the wack.  
    I'm fed up with the wackness and this weak shit  
    so peep the style and learn how to freak shit  
    I hope, ya, learn how ta cope  
    by the time you peep this shit here,  
    I'll be three times doper  
    yeah, this is for the trendy G's  
    to ya bitches, & High School enemies  
    all the hoes  
    shoot me to the left & shit  
    cause my financial state was on defecit  
    but I,  
    really didn't trip  
    now I'm livin' phatter  
    and then niggas don't matter  
    a lot a rappers try frontin' on me  
    bet they aint got nuttin' on me  
    and aint no way that buck can harm me  
    I turn the mouths of MCs into molecules  
    niggas locked onto me like my follicles  
    I swallow fools with no regurgitaion  
    we hurt ya face, men  
    when ya placed in my path.  
    I bust asses  
    ya slow like molasses  
    as this continues  
    then you know the fastest  
    computing, looting, I gets the root of things  
    bitches with problems  
    I leave ya jaw numb  
    I slap hoes  
    my rap flows along  
    with the flow of the song  
    as I flow on the bong  
    I use Jedi mind tricks  
    to find tricks  
    bind tricks, tie them up  
    then I try and phuck then they die  
    and what do I care?  
    I dare hoes  
    and prepare flows cause I never spare those lives  
    who strives  
    with knives & slice  
    I parylize ya twice  
    with fear  
    Del is nice to your ears.  
    Not of hardest, artists going far  
    jack off from Jupiter  
    because I'm shooting for the stars  
    I'm a mack  
    never come wack  
    gimme a 30 second snippit  
    I'll rip it  
    because the shit gets deeper  
    creep ya ass as the floor rocks  
    we got the beat hittin' hard like four cops  
    shorts out my last record  
    I write my rhymes nekkid  
    let me give you a tip  
    I'm on the balls  
    so just expect it  
    my rep gets phatter thinkin' about those kids  
    they tried to step and got phucked like they momma did  
    by the Mr. Mostskill  
    I did ya hoe, still  
    she's askin' for waxin' and taxin' cause she heard a hoe squeal  
    hoes I'm, getting more plays than Showtime  
    the demon got ya screamin' with no shine  
    no time for regular run of the the mill  
    I'm packin' with steel boy soldiers  
    never no more the soul soldier.  

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