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Eyedea
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Eyes Of Today
[** feat. Blueprint:]
[Chorus:~Eyedea & Blueprint~] You gotta realise your fuckin with the baddest* Make these so-called rappers re-evaluate their status Cos before we touch the mic you actually were believing that The bullshit you knew was called emceeing (that ain't emceeing) You gotta realise your fuckin with the baddest Make these so-called rappers re-evaluate their status Cos after we rock the mic you cats will stop believing That the bullshit you do should even be called emceeing
[Verse 1: ~Eyedea~] Keep it, I could brag and boast for pure recreation If I say I served a rapper, I'm just giving you useful information You already proved that your fake Choking in a vocal booth, poking holes in your swolen throat Hopelessly re-doing your tapes I whip that crew into shape Embarrass you so bad the arrogance you have will turn into a voice telling you to move out of sync Wait. Let me guess Your the dopest out of everyone you know and got the balls to think Fuck with a pro? I dont think so You need to reevaluate what you doin Blueprint, Eyedea, redefine your shit Go climb those stupid hydras Realise thats why I don't write battle music Cos I don't need to write songs about battling bitch - I do it So tell your camp that if anyone got beef They can pick a place with me and I'll greet them with defeat but If not tell them to keep coming to their shows Waving their hands yelling 'ho!' like the fans we all know
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[Verse 2: ~Blueprint~] I got the feeling I've already heard your verse So any turn you take will only be a turn for the worst Thats the truth and I know it hurts Your so bad I'll have the last laugh even when I rhyme first I hear them frontin, I hear loud talkin I see the ho's and I hear the dogs barking But listen dog nuts, you ain't a hard target Cos every bar you rhyme is just a nail in your coffin Every battle is a chance to see another cat lose to me I dont write battle raps - I write eulogy's My herbs, they got nerve, but think they can't be wack Cos they undefeated in a mirror battling fantasy cats I rep, grown men get man handled rap You rep open toe vandles in fanny packs Beat Blueprint or Eyedea? Can't see that We'll give you a free ale plus your sanity back, bitch
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[Verse 3: ~Eyedea & Blueprint~] So have you figured out what the fuck your doing wrong yet? Cats with no stage presence shouldn't rock a long set If you come into my show you better have a strong neck Cos heads nod way out of control when we're on deck I couldn't keep myself awake for the five minutes your song stretched They can't move a crowd cos they lack the arm strength The kinda cats that I'd rather keep at arms length Frontin' like their hard when we know that their harmless Less MC's; they be the first to get scared While we're kicking verses, they weak squeezing their teddy bear The orphanage turned your concept of a rap career From a pretty day dream into your worst nightmare Ah yes right there, the feeling of perfection quite rare Fully loaded mic bullies Blueprint, Eyedea I can smell victory in the nights air Witness, Rhymesayers
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