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rollin' around with no cape on
just a fly button-up gingham/ rap is back with aspirations
I do the damn thing proper
I ain't a rapper I'm a great rhyme dropper
a modern day Peter Benjamin Parker
never tire like Michelin a true sky larker
it's gorgeous/ I mess around and stay grounded
I choose not to fly my man/ I get nauseous
charge no fee to set you free
if you're looking for me, buzz apartment B
low key like a baritone rollin' deep
I keep banging on this beat so awesomely

I rock the beat when a thought gets tossed to me
props to GA, cats don't want the beef
dog keep it unthawed you don't want the heat
talk is cheap and you're racking up a large receipt
and can't cash it, Dame say the men dash
and the Pan African family makes the jam classic
these other rappers out, too damn plastic
meanwhile my freestyle's too fantastic
yo, what's with the fruity-loop two can rappin'
and every crew thinking that their Wu-Tang
Shad's in a new lane passin'
Trans Am blasting/ the handsome band of Analog back in

RIGHT ABOUT NOW / THE GREAT RHYME DROPPER
I DROP RHYMES FROM PLACE TO PLACE
ANY HOW ANY WHERE ANY WAY

I'm just a small town guy
keep no disguise/ a vigilante on the rise
this heat will chill you like an Indian chai
no compromise/ it's Hip-Hop/ we capitalize on hard times
in fact it's humble that I point this out
I'm in the house/ living in affordable brackets
and if these little itty bitty rappers attack us
I chew 'em up in small increments like tapas
for practice, leisure / be a leader
first you'll have to walk a mile in my Adidas
oooh it's like that and now we do it like this (like this)
I rock your block like kung-fu flicks

and you won't come to when the one two hits (boom)
hard enough to punch through bricks
know art of rap this Sun Tzu art of war
harder core carnivore funk music
it don't end ya'll, we'll end ya'll
always all in when a friend calls
couple black Ken dolls with ten balls
write until my ballpoint pens bald
no ink to sprawl no thing at all (analog)
now you got me talking that non-conscious rap
all pompous when I'm all on the track
well, it's your boy Shad singing off
no final thoughts just another great rhyme to drop

this is a throw down

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