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by Masta Killa

My devastating hot east New York mentality
Keep me on point for my million dollar salary
Heavy weight lyrics never lost one calorie
Fat stacks, drug dealing styles the black AC
Nickel plated macs, We pack the chrome tecks, yes
From one single idea, everything appeared here
Understanding makes my truth crystal clear
A yo, snap out of candy land kids, the old rumor is
Blacks become immune to shit, we never did like
Cross color clothes crossing over, getting crossed out
Criss crossing we bossing all cross breeds
Im a knowledge seed, I want action, that's what I need
Never no doubt in my mind, it's the rhyme
Olympic torch flaming, we burn so sweet
Victorious with no opponent that blast through components
Jamel Irief raising hell with the flavor
Smoking on the mic like smoking Joe Frazier


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