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B-Boy on Wax

Wax Tailor; Speech Defect
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I listen old school or wax You can bring the drums and break it down Music please, how many notes get their names This tune phonetics or phonograph Or flips up the wax, b-boy or wax Call me a predator as I start breathing underwater Number one in my class, I'm the one Phonetics or phonograph Or flips up the wax What up y'all? S.D. in the place, Wax Tailor If you think you know a lot about music And now, let me introduce, Bionix When the big dogs scatter and snap their jaws With big boss manners, this cat is lost Left with low batteries acting soft For starters I have beef with some vegetables I go gazpacho on them like a tap dancer Suckers caught running put them in ambulances Advanced mellow fans leave a big cracks I ain't caring them lines and sleep 'em on wax While label rats grind in their cocoa puffs I'm still untouchable like Alfred Nobel grubs Steady making hits screaming hold 'em up And go go I should pour that Chernobyl stuff On girls lips like lip gloss always Shining like the lids on my S.D. all day Game is sick, need a rescue the first day I shit spin in your hat and your jersey If you think you know a lot about music I'm gonna tell you how it really is And now, let me introduce, Boogie B Rappers try to step to the utmost elevated Boogie B dope shit, I'm medicated Take to old beats stop calling I only rock mics when my tummy starts growling Raw, raw, I hit 'em in the eye sockets Rapping so played out like the game of croquet I hit the crates with the bullshit And can't run the camp label dudes approve it I'm on a quest to destroy rap They say y'all is the future but where are the toys at? C-3PO, see me BO, Boogie B got the boogie boogie flow Loops I choose to get ill on Wax Tailor hold me down with the real drone Loops with the soul intact You feel the boom of the rap 'cause we sample that If we see a cigarette butt, we're picking it up Now you wanting my money man, you tripping and stuff Looking for the breaks and we're digging them up It's the life we know and we're living it up If we see a cigarette butt, we're picking it up Now you wanting my money man, you tripping and stuff Looking for the breaks and we're digging them up It's the life we know and we're living it up Any MC, state, city or borough I'm on a mission, daily operation Soldiers of the same struggle Around the world, dance to the beat Got no choice Love, peace and harmony Return of the b-boy There's no way that the crowd can sit down Phonetics or phonograph Or flips up the wax