(feat. Tock) [Count Bass-D] Four minutes and seconds, is all that we share You've got dope high hats, ill kicks, and fresh snares Though it's hard to resist, EQ and the bass til it eclipse But no other sound's gonna do So I'm saving all my rhymes for you [Tock] On the 4th day of February, a star was born Bound to be legenday, and perform Miracles from 24th Street to the jungle Coming you to reach speak cause I'm humble I wonder, if I take your crew Evaluate your freestyle and make ya, stand alone Until he break ya, leave your mind in pandemon Me, I'm a break ya, spirit mind in flesh and bone Up this, black fist activist Polygamist rap tactition, young guns pugilist It's on a mission, so all hail funk and listen Buck the system, we running up and in the prison Incarsarating wardens and releasing prisoners Sip the Rimi Martin, shhhh, is for the listeners [Count Bass-D] Four minutes and seconds, is all that we share You've got dope high hats, ill kicks, and fresh snares Though it's hard to resist, EQ amd the bass til it eclipse But no other sound's gonna do So I'm saving all my rhymes for you Ha ha ha, check this out, it's how we do it Used to be on Sony now I'm taking a Spongebath It's a long story, all y'all brothers don't know the half This is mental telegraph from phonographs my epitath Cause I'm sick of the riff-raff I don't mean to offend all the citizens But I extend my blends for friends that get bent Only that got sent, I'm scheming on a way to pay the rent With computer accompiament And to you, I present a present It's raw talent at it's finest I kicked it with Schroder, you kicked it with Linus And there's no need to define us cause that confines us You wasn't down when we was riding the bus So don't align us with you, you, and all of you In the back, and in the middle, and in the front, yo Y'all miss the pesos, we gets the spinach queso I'm Kadeem Hardison, y'all ??? Four minutes and seconds, is all that we share You've got dope high hats, ill kicks, and fresh snares Though it's hard to resist, EQ amd the bass til it eclipse But no other sound's gonna do So I'm saving all my rhymes for you Four minutes and seconds, is all that we share You've got dope high hats, ill kicks, and fresh snares Though it's hard to resist, EQ amd the bass til it eclipse But no other sound's gonna do So I'm saving all my rhymes for you
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