[Verse 1: Madlib] The catagory's supreme, the track fiend My system's (?) with the cream Living on that Cali wild, bugging out on that jazz We rip it up, and then we jet with the cash Thinking about and pout 'bout emcees that didn't last Bust that flavor from the walkman, B-boy styles So many styles, brothers started calling the argyle You catch the (?) when we busting the (?) Show together, when we walk in the place Studio (?) to bust my (?) I spark your mental When I'm rocking the fundamental with no noise (?) still The ill professional, (?) [Hook: Madlib] Hip hop is like how I feel Keep it tight up on the west rock my shine and get ill You sounding out to get the mass appeal So when we come to run you better sprint for real You better spring for real G [Verse 2: Madlib] I don't understand how you got your record deal Show respect adn chill 'cause your rec ain't real (?) to the bubble gum music You got rap, use it and abuse it Nowadays a lot of rap, yo I like to lose it I got to give my own and show why this shit be flowin' I got to give my backbone when I grab the microphone Mind it to the major artists, bust it raw I keep it raw on hard So if you want to battle you'll end up goin' seeing God Madlib AKA the dome buster Got the shine online Like vocabulary busters But you now how that go [Hook: Madlib] Hip hop is like how I feel Keep it tight up on the west rock my shine and get ill You sounding out to get the mass appeal So when we come to run you better sprint for real You better spring for real G [Verse 3: Madlib] You talking Like you're flipping scripts, wrecking, turning parties out Like your man go the clout I'll spice you all up, fry you like some drought It doesn't matter who comes out fatter Cause I'll splatter your main data with grey matter up on (?) (?) When I'm chillin' I put on top villain Start to drillin' when I start to feelin' Brothers selling out for their record dealin' I'd rather (?) in the B-boy stance Get the loot, advance, put your whole click in a trace Collect two hundred dollars and you land on chance But you can't recoup your stock, now you commercial finance You know how that go (Hip hop is like how I feel)
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