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letra de still an herb dealer - scientifik

[verse 1]
the black mack with the back pack
full of fat sacks of iz, who get biz
and rollin’ on kids like a tyre makes skids
you can take bids, n-ggas get did left open like lids
when the raw tech’s leave the vortex of the mind cerebellum
when i tell ’em i can sell ’em like dimes
n-ggas wanna tell ’em what the h-ll i’m in prime
aiight? so, yo it’s only right i’m inclined
to bend rhymes that you then find intertwined
in my everyday acts of life
don’t act trife; you’ll get jacked like a knife
smacked like a wife who just cheated
when the scientifik get heated
i’ve never been defeated
play my tape when you’re weeded
if rap was some iz
i’d take you out like my seeds, kid
i gotta get mine
yo kid, i got the knicks and the dimes

[hook x4]
yo kid, i got the knicks and the dimes
still an herb dealer, even though i kicks rhymes

[verse 2]
it’s the ill kid, who still did or still does
sell iz to the kids with the bids on the buds
rip the microphone and i rock it like scuds, missiles
if you smoke herb, shoot your pistols
it’s the scientifik and i be mic don
cause i g like ron, it could be like on
if a n-gga wanna battle or do me like wrong
i never slack ’em, i attack; let’s get this like on
you couldn’t pay me to see your show
i tried to go, but i was buggin’
couldn’t hack what i saw
you get the jim like duggan
next time i request they put me on some type of druggin’
forcin’ me to ill and steal your grill like i was buggin’
but wait, let me calm down before i hyperventilate
i thank god i got the rhyme so i can fit the hate
plus it also give me time to represent the state of mind i’m in
and mentality of men, come again
buck a shot if you had ’nuff of p-ssyclarts
buck another one if in your pocket there’s a knot
cause i rock, like the type of sh-t you find up in the spot
full of crack, my full attack; will set you back
like the records that you didn’t sell are still up on the rack
they’re wack, you need a smack
i couldn’t dig ’em, but your tracks is fat
i should m-th-f-ckin’ vic ’em
any emcee could be a scientifik victim
if you test, i’ll burn your f-ckin’ -ss like dave koresh
if you dirtin’ my person, i put more holes in you than mesh
and fresh, will be the smell of blood that’s on the floor
cause the scientifik swore, need i say anymore?

[hook x4]
yo kid, i got the knicks and the dimes
still an herb dealer, even though i kicks rhymes

- scientifik

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