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Track byPercee P

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  • 2007.09.18
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{Percee P} I rap with knowledge Lines compiled in a complex style Convey 'em intricately say 'em slay 'em and exile Wild rap competitors get ready for my metaphoric Phrase, Madlib amaze, when he displays His track scratch and catch the record?I match the tempo With lyrics that swing, no strings attached My brain causes migraines, with lyrics I reign I came to dispose of foes and competition dissin' my name Rap fans remember me for my lyrical chemistry Brains might explode Knowledge overloads my memory bank All on the radio Got a record?album in?stores If yours?get wit it, get it?and check it out Clever whoever has it and don't pass it I'll burn 'em like boric or hydrochloric acid Or gastric juices Percee P produced this Now?on the mic, biters are likely to use this Crowds I entice?I charge the largest price To rock, pockets are packed?the fact is?I'm that nice I'm poetical, to a science know every medical Meaning, line 'em, define 'em in an order alphabetical Rhymes vary and carry? proficient?vocabulary That won't diminish, but finish? off any?adversary In a second, I reckon my rhymes will take effect And just paralyze your body, from the neck and up Adversaries I dominate, titles I accommodate Out loud, the crowd proudly nominate Me as the best emcee, Stones Throw invest in me After I rock, girls flock, caressin' me In?parties a lot, Bacardi or not I'll rock a 90 minute tape and leave nobody a spot To bust a rhyme on it I'll put a dime on it You're gonna love it, and dub it, because I'm on it, uh Don't try to riff, take a whiff of some coffee Smack up those that act up, so back up off me Laugh at ya like a psycho, might go after ya Worse than the Valentine or Chainsaw Massacre Any men within with talent Challenging the P is not clever They'll never walk or talk again I build, your skills go downhill and dilapidate Records?i made?will be played by half the state Girls are winkin', I leave 'em thinkin' Gotta rewind every line, before my rhyme finally sinks in I'm not in college but knowledge I do accommodate Since I'ma dominate, y'all know who to nominate Rappers are runnin' around I'm aimin' and gunnin' 'em down With lyrics I dare them to front on me now Got the balls? Boo me, fans send cards to me Punch-lines?will stall?Cooney, since y'all knew me I've been deep?like Paul Mooney I might show up so get a hearse Ain't no nigga worse than me when I kick a verse, mics blow up Like a nuclear blast, you see a flash that melts ya A fallout shelter can't help your ass From Perce's versatility, hostility You're wack black and lack the ability to kill a P Women? I like How I treat 'em? Like the mic I plug it in, turn 'em on and get hype and go on and on, I rap 'til my mic's worn, torn, done son You're unreal, just like a unicorn You make me sick when you contradict If you diss me or piss me off I'ma stomp you quick, slick

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