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See the crowd in an uproar acting unstableHere comes Dark Gable raps remarkableMic ripper, cash flipper, Cristal sipperDerrie're batalliere that's French for ass whipperLong time putting work in this, to be tremendousIf I'm not the best then I'm a damn striking resemblance I roll the dice on the streets that be cold as iceAnd cause great disturbance just like a poltergeistI come attacking this enrage to disengage the missing page To the newest in age that's hitting stageFor I be one that knows the artTo get you up and out your seat, if you was Rosa ParksTell me how much can you take from me the man to make Rhymes that's so butter my breath smell like land o lakes You know the lick, seen me hit em like a brick Plus my posse run thick, not that click from Mario flickBeware of one of the best they beYou wanna test the God I hope you mean a SAT Because your poetasterous style it plain bore me Pardon the vainglory, but here's the Kane storyChorusBringing you that uncut pure, knocking at your doorAbout to give you more of the rawPoint yo hands up to the skyVerse 2Fuck the chorus And let the lyrics sit up in the track like rigamortisI spit a few to listen to when this I do it's as if as youWas invisible it'll make your life miserable Hip-hop icon, keep a grip like a pythonI be that wrong one to get fly onBoy you got to get that playa hatin' out youThat's the other side of the game and I ain't Erykah BaduBlack Caesar, don't you even reach my wayYou'd sooner find a vital point that's on Priest Pai MaeI heat it up to where I pasteurize half the guys A fast demise disaster lies as he diesConfront one of the best at rhymingWhat I write it be so rough that my ink pen need alignmentThe untouchable, don't want to tempt meI come kicking through your door, unlawful entry It be me, even though none of y'all want to see me For real, damn I know how Jehovah's witness feel I remember how I formed it up Cause I took what was raw and then I warmed it upTurned the fire down to simmer as I calmed it upBut take a look I think the Kane about to overcookCome and get it, but you better come with paramedicsCause you couldn't bring it to me if you worked for Fed ExI come cutting through split his gut in twoI touch em what em do you know the style ain't nothing newChorusBringing you that uncut pure, knocking at your doorAbout to give you more of the rawPoint yo' hands up to the sky, highGet on down baby we keep it liveRepeatVerse 3A good game it lets the plot thicken, but the thing that just ain't clickin'Is the way y'all legalize trickin'You talk about your ride and you don't even got oneBut I can pull a hot one, when inside of a DatsunThe wicked in the bed, plus the wicked in the headWhen I shoot the game, it's like my tongue got infra redLet the Messiah take you higher as I supply ya' what you requireDesire and admire it entireSudden impact as I'm guttin' em blackClosest thing to me would be; nothin' in factI come with more in skill, to always score and kill Females adore and thrill, sweeter thang than Lauryn HillAs I return with a vengeance, here comes the day of independence Approach them all with some bad intentions In other words I'm making them resign, diminish mineRunnin' through them like a finish line Chorusmore