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SINGER: Mexicano 777
SONG:Bums In The Alley
B.a.: yo check it out i just found a fucken microphone. Mexicano: no you didn't! B.a.: i found a mic in the garbage can! Tonedeff: i want to be the mc! i'm the mc! Mexicano: ok i'm gonna introduce then, i'm a introduce then. Mexicano: ladies and gentlemen ba, tonedeff and mexicano B.a.: i run with men of fifty nations overwhelmed with patience lived for confrontations engaging every operation formation ain't no safe haven straight lacing ba ex abbreviation for rap suffocation blow a fuse and won't lose stay on top of new york like buffalo and syracuse Mexicano: now what the hell is wrong with you? i thought you were going to sing the blues or something like that excuse me ladies and gentlemen i'm going to present right now tonedeff [tonedeff] i'll bust your muscle structure when we're at war like capulets and montagues so, next time you'll need jerry lewis to sponsor you want to throw lines? i'll rock a few step down or i'll be shooting you up quicker than even amadou diallo knew my flow disintegrates you like you're soluble you've got the range of short amputated golfers minus the follow-through since you're responsible for all your dead grammar i'll draw a period on your head and get to the point with a sledgehammer [mexicano 777 speaking] what the fuck, motherfucker i thought you were going to sing the song of perry comoz fuck you b.a. come here - i need a drink B.a.: hey yo b.a. the biggest thing since hercules strapped with uncertainties strong minds overcome the worst adversities went from big wheels in nurseries to ml's 320 mercedes doubled everything but change the names like ford and mercury i left a deadly letter legibly can see conformably what's become of me a short summary? of the good the bad and the ugly. Mexicano: para, para, para pero que es lo que estos hijo de la gran puta se creen, estos charlatanes now what the fuck y'all think? y'all motherfuckers can't sing for shit i put a hole two holes three holes who's next who goes i'll steal the show next up blows that those who don't know that i'm crazier than the devil i put it on the table but the nigga just a pebble that makes me the master esperate, wait a minute right now motherfucker,motherfucker i thought that you were coming in spanish a pues esta bien quien quiere guerra, yo te doy la guerra para que tu no comas mierda otro hijo de puta quien nacido en mi tierra puertorriqueño soy la leyenda mas valorosa que una piedra de diamante tira palante el cantante de los cantantes viene haciendo escante un contrincante o energegrete disputando mis platinos y fumando al garete quien quiere fuete Mexicano 777 & tonedeff: i don't give a fuck if your name is mexicano or tonedeff or b.a. or a.b. ya better show me more than this motherfuckers hey let the microphone go right now. give me the mic! Tonedeff: i'm coming up with an immaculate syllabic attack and it's incredibly accurate enemy niggas can't even attack it with any kinetic attachments and the fact is, i'm bending your back, bitch i'm spinning a web, like i'm 20 arachnids and i trap kids, in the minute of limited time that be ending the matches whack your fucking planet off its heavenly access your style's holy, but you need some leather to cover the patches access denied, declined nothing's as treacherous as the messages we find whenever you be kind and rewind you-you-you (backwards), you fucking biters you better believe that i can do pharoahe monch's styles too i'll defile you, with my style, shoot i wear it like my skin tone but you rap like a schizophrenic bimbo with tourrette's syndrome B.a.: yo, yo yo my turn, my turn i need this mic i'll make it hard to keep track of my days if need be you count the sun rays seven nights seven days, incubate six degrees separate the ways permenate resurficent blaze the place nurse my cash yo till i can raise the stakes left a black rose to trace just enough to change the pace stay in pace with the amazing grace after and during each take fire escapes hold me down for peep sake i'll keep my paper laced in any case fakes race for pearly gates Mexicano: dame acá puñeta ahora si que me toca a mí, olvídate de eso, suéltalo hay se tiraron un peo estos cabrones yo! me tiro un peo me remeneo me pongo flaco como un fideo no digas fo que no fui yo fue uno de esos dos que se lo tiro quiero que sepas que cuando tu quieras to doy la pelea y donde tu quieras las cosas bien feas sete remeneas __ i personally like when people give you microphones out of the random in the streets i like to find them in the garbage in shit i'll tell you something right now i'll give you a shoe and a bag of beans for that mic i've got two clean socks and i'll give it to you for that cardboard box clean socks? you haven't seen two clean socks in about three years i haven't taken a bath in six months! i haven't washed my as in fourteen weeks! fourteen weeks! motherfucker i'm beating all ya motherfuckers i've got eighteen months without bathing motherfuckers lets just shut up and drink these motherfucken forties let's just drink on - give me that! pour some out man! what the fuck! damn boy pour some out, shit
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