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Sing your shit I tell a nigga in a minute That his shit ain't legit Huh? Alright Ooh Yo, yo A lot of cats right now in hip-hop They ain't trying to create nothing They ain't trying to come original But what we doing Me and Mr. Scotty Hard We creating and defining You know what I'm saying? We about to just lace y'all with this originality Yo, there's nothing to fear, it's no time to panic Here's another installment from your local schizopathic Psychophrenic, leaving your brain cells demented My lyrical damage done did it, your style's pathetic Get rid of it, technical complexity intervening Understand what I'm saying as well as what I'm meaning I'm seeming, sewing up mouths like Taylor sewing up Stitches while I'm silencing you bitches It's over, closing caskets, shit gets drastic Brains leave stains, remains get toted in baskets Subject to circumstances and situations What's worse than death, son? Lyrical deprivation Creating and defining (What?) We still designing All you unoriginal niggas (What?) Stop whining Shining, can't you see the style in the reflection? Suggestion, go and catch a dosage of perfection Like infinity I have no end, light will bend Perfections cast reflections once again Back to track those who slack, I'm the hunter With open cages, well it's stages like under Gable Clark, goddamn I don't care Night visions from hollow points in your derriere This is for sons thinking that they savoir faire Take this, take that, yeah Combat rhyme technique that will progress With Teflon tips that'll pierce your fucking vest Pumping mad blood not within but out your chest Doctor Synopsis, cardiac arrest Been there, done that, lyrics on the regular Mad hysteria running all through my area What's worse than death is far more scarier Hard-hitting rhyme style have a bite than a terrier Lyrical lingo letting loose as it lunges 20 G Phantom thief is unique as it plunges Spiraling down to the metabolical zone Your style ain't shit, it's your soul that I own Creating and defining (What?) We still designing All you unoriginal niggas (What?) Stop whining Shining, can't you see the style in the reflection? Suggestion, go and catch a dosage of perfection High resolution with definition and color Any motherfucker who attempts I'll smother Asphyxiation, suffocation, brain kill deprivation My sickness will spread across the nation My metabolism accelerates at a steady pace Who rhymes with ignorance, my shell erase The taste left in your mouth is a bitter one Others consider some to be deaf and dumb Dumb to circumstances, played out dances Lyrical envy will have most entranced On some brand new slick shit, watch 'em how Stanley strips Flesh from the bone from the marrow like karate kicks Sounds in process leave holes in your chest As your soul leaves a physical piece and God bless Creating and defining (What?) We still designing All you unoriginal niggas (What?) Stop whining Shining, can't you see the style in the reflection? Suggestion, go and catch a dosage of perfection Yeah, yeah, what? Creating and defining We still designing All you unoriginal niggas Stop whining We shining, can't you see the style in the reflection? Suggestion, go and catch a dosage of perfection Stop riffing Fucked up Stop riffing Yeah, yeah Straight from Brooklyn Scotty Hard Trying to make some new shit Not trying to have people living vibe off some same old flashback shit You know what I'm saying? Some old brand new Brooklyn shit for your asses Aight? Metabolics, Scotty Hard Truck stop coming through Like that