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SINGER: MC Radiation
SONG:Anthony Peeler
90 degrees cuz my angle is right and when i rap on the mic you say its trump tight i take flight, with the flow, super duper tight-ass rhymes, you know, fo sho, i'm coming back again with the beats and skratchin from my homie and my friend dj flipflop, with the kuts, with the beats, audio treats, and its me on the m i c with the heat defeat, no i do not think so what you smoking homie man just say no to the drugs, the pushers, and the dealers fuck a 64 i'm rollin 18 wheelers like anthony peeler, hittin from downtown, say wut wut wut when the speakers surround when the tweakers are down, every seat is taken like a juke move you're shaken baken, i don't give a screw about no chicken shake it in a bag and you say its finger lickin dope rhymes are what i trade 2 to the dollar that's how i get paid who are you to tell me what to do just get in the ride and bust on through sixty two in a fifty five, cops on tail, stayin alive all these punks that wanna step, but its 50 mothafuckin 3 that i rep emcees around, emcees abound, too many damn emcees in this town, funk to the flex then add the master kick it old school for the funky blaster when i rhyme on the mic it's a disaster like a earthquake, i make sucka emcees shake, and it's on the take, like an out flex my clout, ten round bout, who is the motherfucker with the gun stop this match before its won
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