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von eMC

Now guess who′s back strapped ready for war
It's not a game but we came back to settle the score
It′s not a hobby, tonight I'ma catch a body
Who the best out, I'm leavin′ no doubt like Gwen Stefani
You cats nice hardly ever the word spittin′
Each verse dispersin' some of the worst venom
Reverse the earth spinnin′ and take it back
To that New York 90's golden era of rap
My era was full of crack cocaine
This era makes me wanna blow my brain like Kurt Cobain
I′m rollin' with great dames, not the kind that bark
These chicks can have the money, never have my heart
I fuck and get my groove on
Smack her on her ass ′til I turn her bottoms red like Louboutin
And keep it movin' on to the next one
Then the next one, 'cause we the best, uh


It′s all in the mind
No watch as we fall into time
It′s the raps and that we all intertwine
From the morning 'til night, yeah it′s all in the mind
It's all in the mind
No watch as we fall into time
It′s the raps and that we all intertwine
From the morning 'til night, yeah it′s all in the mind

I'm here to inflict damages on all these amateurs
Who think they want a piece of me like managers
Get the gauze pads and bandages
'Cause everybody know it′s easy to get ate like sandwiches
All I need′s a DJ and some cold cuts
And for kicks I make a mixed crowd go nuts
First I spit it, then everybody know I shitted
But won't admit it so I bounce like old struts
Let me break it down for y′all like machinery
EMC seem to be the best on the scene to me
Or just four of us on the tour bus
And that's a good look like scenery
That′s our face on the postcards
Most squads look at us, point at us and say those Gods


It's all in the mind
No watch as we fall into time
It′s the raps and that we all intertwine
From the morning 'til night, yeah it's all in the mind
It′s all in the mind
No watch as we fall into time
It′s the raps and that we all intertwine
From the morning 'til night, yeah it′s all in the mind

Yo, I'm from the Midwest, the slang′ll tell a whole story
I hate when old niggas be livin' off they old glory
When y′all was hot, JFK was probably still alive
That's word to Kendrick, these niggas just tryna kill my vibe
Last album I was pissed, now I'm pissed off
Like when the top on your drink′s too hard to twist off
And you can miss me with your overrated hour show
I′d rather watch paint dry or a damn flower grow
And since we here, let's get a bunch of shit clarified
Career′s alive, even though you niggas swear it died
And it's too late to run now, there′s nowhere to hide
And I tweet better, and my shit ain't even verified
Stricklin′, yeah respect is what you need to pay
Go right ahead if you got some shit you think you need to say
But if not, shut the hell up and leave today
And let them EMC boys properly lead the way

At Lollapalooza holla'd at La La and Luda
Rock with Nas in Aruba then Lady Gaga in Cuba
But I'm wild than a voodoo on YouTube
Put your face inside a pile of manure in front of thousands of viewers
Bein′ browsed by consumers who only found in a tumor
Within an hour or sooner, it get around like a rumor
Like LeBron with the Heat, I′m surrounded by shooters
When I brainstorm my mind is like a cloud for computers, words