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Uhh! Put your weight on itUhh, and uh, Prince Paul, bring me on and uhAiyyo Botch, bring me on and uhMad Money Murph just bring me on and uhJust bring me on, yoThis is a world premier and I'm hereA presentation beyond compareSo MC's step to the rear as I break throughGirls say ooh and then skip to my looThat means dance as I get smooth withPoetic perfection that you can groove withJust like a passenger, hurry and fasten your seatbeltcause I'm about to start broadcastinthe words of wisdom, so turn up the systemloud and clear, I don't want no one to miss oneword to be heard never blurred or slurredThe preferred is absurd, all the damage that's occuredAs I break MC's like a lumberjackAin't no comin back, you can't get none of thatI'm not the type of MC to be mercifulSo if your name ain't Jermaine take it personalCause like a vigilante I'm gonna kill off anysucker MC that tries to withstand meWith the mic in my hand I start flowin thenall competition flee and start goin inthe other direction, run for protectionCause I can burn an MC like an erectionYou're too small kid, don't get involved withthe verbal law for the Nation of IslamWisdom I speak makes your head nodShowin I got the power, and that's from bein born the GodBut many doubt my Knowledge of SelfBut they're just illiterate, so I don't consider itFeedin off poison that's pollutin their mindand that's the reason I don't swineI gotta maintain, accelerate my brainand god damn, it's hard being the KaneGive it to me! C'mon!C'mon! Uhh!Give it to me! Give it here!Give it to me! Yeah..This is the proper way man should use inkBut you're at your brink and your rhymes are extinctJust like a dinosaur, but you never find a morecause mine'll keep sellin on wax like some kind of whoreLet me inject this, flow of electric currencyfor all the party people preferrin meand spectatin like a tourist, cause you neversaw this style of rap kickin like Chuck NorrisBut this ain't Kung-Fu, no I just brung youa style, that phony MC's were too young todigest, when I manifest, you adolescentSo sit back, relax, be glad you had a lessonAnd this one's for your listenin pleasureSomethin for all the bitin MC's to treasureJust like a diary, for you to admire mebefore you're put in the Dead Poet's SocietyCool as a draft, droppin math in a paragraphI laugh as the wrath break in half, your whole staffBut many MC's were able to retreatRunnin like an athlete, but I got bad feetSo I don't chase ya, nor do I wait to face yaNah it ain't in my natureI just rip shop, flip-top, and watch MC's get droppedas I manifest in hip-hopRhymes I construct are tough like a Tonka truckAnd just like lightnin they struckdown on all the toy MC's that annoyThat's how I build and destroyThe poetic printer, rough rhyme inventorwith a groove so smooth you can't help but get intoSo I'm advisin competition to fleecause I can bake an MC like Chef BoyardeeHoldin my own on the microphoneCause I break bones just like sticks and stonesSo let it rain let it rain as I put em in painGod damn, it's hard bein the Kane!Give it to me! Get up!Come on! Uhh!Give it to me! Come on!Give it to me! YeahhhPut in a pause, because here's the holocaustAbove all laws, in effect and all yoursCause I came to blaze a taste of bass of graceA replace, erase the waste without a traceMy vocabulary will just have you verydazed and amazed so I fear no adversary --that means competitionThey can't even touch this, even with ammunitionBreak out the gauge and go into an outrageand I'ma still blow up the stageCause this is a death threat, but don't let your sweat getin the way of your vision don't be missin when I get setto go on a rampage, start a one man rageTotal destruction as I rip up the damn stageAnd leave it in ruins from the damage that I'm dointo prepare the atmosphere, as I put you inthe mood for the Smooth Operator to start this flowAnd so..I crushed and crushed and stomped the comp that triedto get fly and face the ace I put em in placeProceed em, retreat em, defeat em, delete em, and feed em, and eat emand all the rest of that good stuff, cause I don't need emOnly one survivor can remainAnd god damn, it's got to be the Kane!Get up! Give it to me!Give it here! C'mon!C'mon! Give it to me!Uhh! Put your weight on itmore