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Undisputed Champs Lyrics

Up front introducing my man Pep Love
My introduction, it's such an unbelievable pleasure
For you to treasure and much needed too
Make it phat though on another plateau

You begining to begining to groove, I do it natural
As we get Jazzy with classy shit
To make them hard ass rappers wanna blast me
(Buck, buck)
'Cause I exemplify a typified mac, in acting like the shit nigga

Mashing rappers with a passion
When I get Tip and Tribe flashion lyrics
I smash your spirits like a big disappointment
But this here shit will surprise you

Devise a plan, the pipsqueaks get tweaked
'Cause of the size of demand
So if you wanna measure up then press your luck
'Cause when I'm in the cut

Man there ain't no catching up
I bet ya never heard a nigga with a bigga this flow
Bigga this bro getting ate like a clitoris
No, I never could'a seen it

I rip a rapper's balls off
To make him scream when its convenient.
Hear ye, hear ye, clearly we're the
Undisputed ones that you get mad at when you hear me

Pompous comp, just barely even registered
'Cause we the niggas that they checking for
Me and you or you and him, ruining them
Doing men in when I'm cluing them in on the one

Ya, two, three, four

Now niggas know I got lyrics out the anal
And any move that you make could be fatal
The poet that shows it and some of y'all niggas know it when you
Grab the mic and you can't recite

Yo, that gets me irate when ya can't debate
But wait, now you niggas think that I'm yo' running mate
Naw phuk that 'cause when I grab the baton I'm gone
(Zoom)
All around the track like a running maniac
(Damn)

You babbling your babbling son, what the phuk
Anybody here rap that doesn't go buck?
But can you grab the mic and kick ill shit?
(Like)
Stun 'em with the verbs, instead of using clips

Check it, I flip styles by the dozen
I could even [unverified] that I was but I wasn't
You MC's are slipping into rigor mortise
Give it up please and just support this

I got styles that are legendary
Even in the clink, lyrically I'm like
What the phuk you think?
'Cause I'm down with the DEL
So what the hell?

(Ha,ha)
I never come from the temple a simple rap
'Cause your raps poor, I'm on track
I lap yours collapse yours, elapse forever
You're never gonna get better biting my friend

But I lend a hand helping, MC's yelping like puppies
(Arf, arf)
Their rhymes are simple
My rhymes are roughed up like a duffel bag
Mags on my wheels squeal

Peel out towards your head
While others bust lead, that's dead
I beat your head in the resin
When the pipe hits the buds in my chamber

My rhymes are never tamer
Perpetrators I'm a hurt you [unverified]
On the path of danger
I got fangs not bangs like a bitch which I use to puncture
With punctuation and mutation

Racing like my thoughts, bust shots to scatter
And my latter lets me elevate over MC's that are hella fake
My reaction to your rapping is laughing
It has been for asking they get their ass kicked 'cause they're plastic

I'm bringing lyrical lacerations that you're tasting
Painful, I mame foes, metaphorically, historically
Uused the hip hop to make your neck pop
Naw the eyes 'cause I kick the modern style
(Modern style, ha, ha)

The undisputed ones that you get mad at
The undisputed ones that you get mad at
The undisputed ones that you get mad at
When you grab the mike and you can't recite

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