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[Verse One]


I`m rockin shit, packin shit, while stackin shit


If anyone steps up askin shit, I`m blastin shit


You gone phase me, but swingin like Peter Parker


Motherfuck the shop, I`ll wreck the Goddamn barber


Forget your dreams about being with fans hugged up


You couldn`t be a dope MC if you said his rhymes drugged up


I told you once, but you forget so here`s a flashback


"You couldn`t be shit, if you came out my asscrack"


Stop frontin kid, you know you ain`t paid


And the only mic/Mike you wrecked was that kid you fought in first grade


Ain`t nothin lyrical about you but your lies


So cut the shit, cause its startin to draw flies


You`re played like my five-year old`s newborn toys


Don`t know shit about Chicago, but I could still make Illa Noyz


Like Robin Leech I display stylish ways


Thats rough like my face when I haven`t shaved in days


Listen up, all these words take heed


When I cock and squeeze, no more MC`s breathe (none)


I`m sick of this, here`s my final dis


Fuck you dumb niggaz you ain`t shit like this





"Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?)


"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray


"Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (what they know about this?)


"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray


"Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?)


"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray


"Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (what they know about this?)


"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray





[Eminem]


My Smith and Wessy got you layin in some alley messy


Got your family lookin for your ass on Sally Jesse


We squash beef in the mo`, when you ain`t breathin no more


Leavin your skull split like Steven Seagal


Let the cat out, flat out, Detroit`s a mad house


So I don`t get offended when I hear my city badmouthed


We quick to pull the gat out and set it


And leave you with more shit missin than a Lil` Kim radio edit


Stick up kids be tryin to live paid


You get your grill sprayed with twenty-seven bullets in your ribcage


Get the guage, cock it back, empty your pockets, Jack


Or I`ma send you flyin like a rocketpack


Murder you for a bag of chips and a chocolate snack


Break into your crib still your shit and lock it back


Ten-year old kids be standin on the block with gats


Just for livin nowadays`ll get you flocked with bats


Where I`m from...yaknow what`m sayin?, that`s some old Detroit shit


y`all wouldn`t know about that shit, though. Less you come


to my city, ya know what`m sayin? See where we live,


cause we shine





"Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?)


"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray


"Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (what they know about this?)


"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray


"Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?)


"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray


"Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (what they know about this?)


"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray





[Hush]


MC`s put Detroit up in they rap songs


Cause without us there careers wouldn`t last long


So like a generation we`ve been passed on


Now its our time to shine, put your glasses on


Got these A & R`s and labels with binoculars


Lookin in, jockin us and not jockin yours


Too many groups follow trends, unoriginal


Usin loops that transcend every bitch in you


Don`t ever try to say this is a ghost town


One million rappers in this bitch, they need to slow down


Evualute the situation, all the rest are killers


Fly hoes out on Jefferson with the drug dealers


Two years in the joint, nobody`s touchin Hush


Try to say you`ll put us down, but your under us


Now who the fuck are you? its just coincidental


When your rhyme your even worse than the instrumental


Your just a phone-tapper with no backbone


Talkin shit, I got a clique that only pack chrome


Have your ass gone, nowhere to run, when we hit


Next time you`ll think twice of who you fuckin wit





"Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?)


"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray


"Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (what they know about this?)


"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray


"Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?)


"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray


"Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (what they know about this?)


"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray


"Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?)


"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray


"Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (what they know about this?)


"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray


"Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?)

[Verse One]


I`m rockin shit, packin shit, while stackin shit


If anyone steps up askin shit, I`m blastin shit


You gone phase me, but swingin like Peter Parker


Motherfuck the shop, I`ll wreck the Goddamn barber


Forget your dreams about being with fans hugged up


You couldn`t be a dope MC if you said his rhymes drugged up


I told you once, but you forget so here`s a flashback


"You couldn`t be shit, if you came out my asscrack"


Stop frontin kid, you know you ain`t paid


And the only mic/Mike you wrecked was that kid you fought in first grade


Ain`t nothin lyrical about you but your lies


So cut the shit, cause its startin to draw flies


You`re played like my five-year old`s newborn toys


Don`t know shit about Chicago, but I could still make Illa Noyz


Like Robin Leech I display stylish ways


Thats rough like my face when I haven`t shaved in days


Listen up, all these words take heed


When I cock and squeeze, no more MC`s breathe (none)


I`m sick of this, here`s my final dis


Fuck you dumb niggaz you ain`t shit like this





"Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?)


"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray


"Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (what they know about this?)


"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray


"Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?)


"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray


"Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (what they know about this?)


"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray





[Eminem]


My Smith and Wessy got you layin in some alley messy


Got your family lookin for your ass on Sally Jesse


We squash beef in the mo`, when you ain`t breathin no more


Leavin your skull split like Steven Seagal


Let the cat out, flat out, Detroit`s a mad house


So I don`t get offended when I hear my city badmouthed


We quick to pull the gat out and set it


And leave you with more shit missin than a Lil` Kim radio edit


Stick up kids be tryin to live paid


You get your grill sprayed with twenty-seven bullets in your ribcage


Get the guage, cock it back, empty your pockets, Jack


Or I`ma send you flyin like a rocketpack


Murder you for a bag of chips and a chocolate snack


Break into your crib still your shit and lock it back


Ten-year old kids be standin on the block with gats


Just for livin nowadays`ll get you flocked with bats


Where I`m from...yaknow what`m sayin?, that`s some old Detroit shit


y`all wouldn`t know about that shit, though. Less you come


to my city, ya know what`m sayin? See where we live,


cause we shine





"Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?)


"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray


"Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (what they know about this?)


"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray


"Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?)


"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray


"Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (what they know about this?)


"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray





[Hush]


MC`s put Detroit up in they rap songs


Cause without us there careers wouldn`t last long


So like a generation we`ve been passed on


Now its our time to shine, put your glasses on


Got these A & R`s and labels with binoculars


Lookin in, jockin us and not jockin yours


Too many groups follow trends, unoriginal


Usin loops that transcend every bitch in you


Don`t ever try to say this is a ghost town


One million rappers in this bitch, they need to slow down


Evualute the situation, all the rest are killers


Fly hoes out on Jefferson with the drug dealers


Two years in the joint, nobody`s touchin Hush


Try to say you`ll put us down, but your under us


Now who the fuck are you? its just coincidental


When your rhyme your even worse than the instrumental


Your just a phone-tapper with no backbone


Talkin shit, I got a clique that only pack chrome


Have your ass gone, nowhere to run, when we hit


Next time you`ll think twice of who you fuckin wit





"Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?)


"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray


"Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (what they know about this?)


"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray


"Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?)


"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray


"Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (what they know about this?)


"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray


"Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?)


"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray


"Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it (what they know about this?)


"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" ---> Keith Murray


"Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?)

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