[scratched:] "kick the science" [D-Nice] So what's up? I hear you've been lookin for the Nice But now I'm here, standin clear in your sight or your vision, I only recommend to your visual Mess around and this becomes critical Easily, cause any rapper I ruin You're talkin bout foolin me? What could you do to me? Nothin, you're frontin, it'll be your last Mess around punk, and get a foot in your {ass} Cause my voice on wax, gettin paid in stacks You tryin to diss? Well you might get smacked In fact I might stomp you straight in the ground So kill that talk and have a Coke and a smile Or else have a glass of milk, and a cookie Cause to me you're just a rookie In my world, playin my game To hang with the Nice you must be insane I reign/rain like a shower, with power Servin MC's every hour on the hour on a platter Watchin you shatter, like glass Fallin by the mass, I'm trainin by the class And last, I'm here to cold tear you up Now you know what I'm sayin, so just SHUT THE HELL UP Cause if not, you better throw your hands in the air And prepare, to go to war with this here [scratched:] "kick the science" [D-Nice] I'ma - microphone teacher, plus the Black Caesar Talk about your crew, right down to your skeezer So just ease off, or else decline Takin you out ANY season, not just summertime So choose your season to tangle I can strangle, with my microphone cable Then I played you No matter what, you suckers STILL "Crumbs On the Table" So be able to hold your own weight But do not make the mistake and come straight to my face Sayin I'm too young for this Please, huh, cause I'll fry you like fish But just in case you misunderstood or can't comprehend then boy you should pick up the telephone, and "Call Me D-Nice" Area code eight-oh-eight, and I might teach you how to rhyme on beat Teach you that dog don't rhyme with skreet Show you how to tell a real hit from a flop And teach you what's wack don't rise to the top Stop - but let me tell you somethin Steppin to me is like "Self Destruction" I don't malfunction, nor do I get high Before you disrespect, you better buy my album Better yet, the first chapter Peace to Red, D-Square and Blastmaster And any rapper, who tries to disrespect D Huh, it's all about me [scratched:] "kick the science"
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Copy to Clipboard: [scratched:] "kick the science" [D-Nice] So what's up? I hear you've been lookin for the Nice But now I'm here, standin clear in your sight or your vision, I only recommend to your visual Mess around and this becomes critical Easily, cause any rapper I ruin You're talkin bout foolin me? What could you do to me? Nothin, you're frontin, it'll be your last Mess around punk, and get a foot in your {ass} Cause my voice on wax, gettin paid in stacks You tryin to diss? Well you might get smacked In fact I might stomp you straight in the ground So kill that talk and have a Coke and a smile Or else have a glass of milk, and a cookie Cause to me you're just a rookie In my world, playin my game To hang with the Nice you must be insane I reign/rain like a shower, with power Servin MC's every hour on the hour on a platter Watchin you shatter, like glass Fallin by the mass, I'm trainin by the class And last, I'm here to cold tear you up Now you know what I'm sayin, so just SHUT THE HELL UP Cause if not, you better throw your hands in the air And prepare, to go to war with this here [scratched:] "kick the science" [D-Nice] I'ma - microphone teacher, plus the Black Caesar Talk about your crew, right down to your skeezer So just ease off, or else decline Takin you out ANY season, not just summertime So choose your season to tangle I can strangle, with my microphone cable Then I played you No matter what, you suckers STILL "Crumbs On the Table" So be able to hold your own weight But do not make the mistake and come straight to my face Sayin I'm too young for this Please, huh, cause I'll fry you like fish But just in case you misunderstood or can't comprehend then boy you should pick up the telephone, and "Call Me D-Nice" Area code eight-oh-eight, and I might teach you how to rhyme on beat Teach you that dog don't rhyme with skreet Show you how to tell a real hit from a flop And teach you what's wack don't rise to the top Stop - but let me tell you somethin Steppin to me is like "Self Destruction" I don't malfunction, nor do I get high Before you disrespect, you better buy my album Better yet, the first chapter Peace to Red, D-Square and Blastmaster And any rapper, who tries to disrespect D Huh, it's all about me [scratched:] "kick the science"
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