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letra de show up for practice - kutmasta kurt

[verse 1]
that’s right i’m black [?]
sh-llac chrome up on your dome
your fac [factory?] is full of clones
all you dogs can suck my bone
immaculate on tones
serenade as a grenade
drive it up on your dome
i’m too polished, i spot your ’fro [?]
like you was rasheed wallace
rocking bose [speakers?]
mc’s i roast
you need to carry toast
i’m not afraid to pop off
and drop a life off
unload a clip off
and shoot my lip off
at tip off
until the game ends motion will rip off
attacking homes
private and personal in doorsteps
and tapping phones
i’m so incredible
main entree rap on display like i’m emeryl
it’s edible
see me through your ear
hear it go around like tetherball
around the pole
like anacondas wrap around and gulp and swallow whole
i’m designated driver; motion always in control
all you players and playerettes, the meeting is now
i’m telling you: show up
yeah, show up for practice
[scratches]
i keep in shape and do my physical fitness

[verse 2]
freestyles get loaded and get shot out like bullets
connect the [?]
cause headaches, heartaches and stutters
it’s a verbal assault
very [?] i’m here to talk, it’s the cleanse
very [?] i’m here to stalk, sn-tch your friends
(they gone …)
meanwhile you’re loaded [?]
you’re worn out like mildew built up on foots [?] cause [?]
a verbal antibiotic, got it
apply it like a tonic
it’s a soothe [?]
verbal antibiotic
it’s bionic, make you move
see how i twist it and shape it
show up and cut it and rape it
landscape it, rotate it, till it, k!ll it
toss in a sk!llet
[?]
to cook for you
make a sizzle;
burning up all you fat-headed rappers with the grezzle [grease?]
(behave!)
my lyrics’ stature, you crave it
got beef with me? kid, you save it
i’m not the man to build your reputation on;
knocking on songs
rocking on songs
smashing on songs—yeah
i can go on, and on, and on
what?! show up for practice …
[scratches]
i keep in shape and do my physical fitness

[verse 3]
[?] i train
aerobic verbal calisthenics
voice box train
tight lashing
real dashing
for the spread like [?]
i drop a well-endowed rap
plug up that and shoot it off in my profilac [?]
and tie it back
that’s right i’m designated rapper while you slam my rap
intoxicating younger ears
not ready to handle “here” [the present time?]
“yes men” go out the [?]
my stomp [?]
i’m on some “make mine”
as soon as i hear a bassline
rappers get boxed and [?], and handled
used for shipment
i send them back to their fat ass they can wear them off[?]
cooking and cleaning and scrubbing while you was writing songs: “you better go get a job and help me with this [?] ”

[scratches]
i keep in shape and do my physical fitness

- kutmasta kurt

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