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Date Posted: 19:55:29 10/10/05 Mon
Author: LBC
Subject: quick cypher

I'm back



These cats got asthma while I breathe pure hip hop
**** your guns, you'll have to suck on needles just to lick shots
got a thick plot, quick witted, is this drop
lunchroom, 12 noon, full plate, thats hot
concieve thoughts of leaving these kids's brain shocked
awe struck, that's tough, got the lyrical glock cocked
awaiting to blast, readily stay deadly, while you stay in the past
this lunchroom is for hungry emcees, you eat in the class
steadily laying waste to this medley of cats
pacing back and forth comtemplating this heavenly rap
I've even got busta rhymes thinking "this kid's incredibly fast"
intimidating the school bully, futile for him to try and instill fear
like being in a room full nude cheerleaders, I'm the hardest one in here

lyrical bombs to make the taliban jealous of me
Not just illegal to be ill as me, but a third degree felony
I don't rip intrumentals and I dont kill mics
I make "hungry emcees" go on a hunger strike
I don't roll 30 deep, I don't see the point of it
disrespect the technique, my switchblade; you'll feel the point of it
I'm on top of the city like monopoly game pieces
In between your girl's legs like seams of her old navy caprices
I keep the piece, like a monk keeps the peace
revolver trigger released before you could speak your speech
6 bullets, 2 sides of your brain, that's comes to 3 apiece
now let me defeat these cats literally so they can walk on their knees
pay attention, take notes, take warning and take heed
The Kevorkian of rap is here with a lyrical degree, MC Eclipse, M.D
set the standards to the highest, I'll still exceed
Give me one bullet, 6 marks to kill, I'll still succeed
I impede your efforts to win this, you must concede
I dont mean to mislead you, or make your percieve
incorrect notions, the truth is my thoughts are the illest concieved
achieve in one eve what you couldn't believe
I'm the real reason your wife is on maternity leave


LBC

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