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Mc Trip

but the viii hype thugs Ugh It ain't nothin but the viii hype thugs It ain't nothin but the viii hype thugs Geah, nigga Check it out [ verse 1: mc eiht

is advanced with elevation, astonishing with rhythm Cause we're "Ultra.." {magnetic, magnetic} "MC's Ultra.." {magnetic, magnetic} "MC's Ultra.." {magnetic, magnetic} "MC's Ultra.." {magnetic, magnetic} "MC

Party! (Okay party people in the house) --> MC Ricky D/Slick Rick [ INTRO: Ice-T ] Yo yo, in the place to be My name is MC Ice-T I got the Rhyme Syndicate

think I ain't said Cause they got prices on my head homie, I don't slip Clips long as giraffe necks, that's why I don't trip Just open up and let it rip

's go by, my life all high I leave all my walks so the fight don't die And me, I found a purpose why I MC Inspire a young world to be greater than me

My format spins wheels like Pat Sajak I rub niggaz out like Ajax now hit the playback Rrrwwhwoaah, look out, roast 'em like cookouts I'm smoked out, all you MC

me out Remember Pun? Terror Squad I'll battle ya all, from the charts to ghetto stars Face Triple Seis, the God of War like Mars That leave MC's smashed

window with the rejects And when the hard core rappers go soft I like to watch when they ass fall off Cause ain't nothing worth kicking like a sucka MC

in the earthquake Say I'm washed up, say I'm through But the fact still stands I'm better than you You got rhymes? Well I got more I take you on a trip