[De Niro from Taxi Driver]
All the animals come out at night
Buggers, queens, fairies, dopers, junkies
Sick, venal
Someday a real rain-ll come and wash all the scum off the streets
I go all over-- to the Bronx, Brooklyn, Harlem, I don-t care
Don-t make no difference to me

[The Giant]
I spit stress on tracks, givin all y-all hard time
So live, swing through par fives with one stroke
Catch you on a quiet note, without your platoon
When you sing the same tune...
I keeps the boom like sonic, my ebonics can-t be fucked with
Ass get hit and passed like the bag we just lit
Terror on tracks, word is that I-m sweet with mine
Show & A-s shit is basic, more than beats and rhymes
All them honeys in the front row? Those freaks is mine
All y-all niggas that-s gung ho, can-t compete with mine
Like GD, we burn em like Backdraft
Let the truth hit em like Baduizm, you didn-t do the math
I hold my own like Bud Bundy with no date
Got the poor man-s attitude, the kind a rich man hate
So what-s the explanation for my schizophrenic state?
At times I feel my niggas; at times I can-t relate
Watch me blow spots and show cats how to rock properly
Like Gotti, the head nigga I gotta be

[DJ Greyboy cuts up]
Look me in my eyes and tell me what you see

[The Giant]
I-m the cleverest, top ten terrorist
Chickens ever dis, they become featherless

? derelicts, certified gold medalist
You can play fly, I-m the most high like Everest
Look at all these fakes, musically you imitate the Crates
Won-t succeed, movin at full speed with no brakes
Like jake, watch me take your entourage
Can-t see I-m camouflage, besides, I-m god
Mad hard, like the S.A.T.
Shorties, caught up in the mental, watch -em bless AG
Evidently, you still don-t know because you tempt me
Thought you was the boss when your wack thoughts were empty
? still jealous ones envy
Who sent me? D.I.T.C., good n- plenty
Like the doctor, smoke a Spike joint and watch Clockers
Get rude like Shabba, make moves behind my Blockers
The sickness, you want the pill you better pick this
Bitches can-t get this, faggots remain dickless
Mathematics proves to be supreme
Got no invisible means to reach my dreams
Just faith; do little with it, nothing without it
Replace Show & A? I doubt it, we-re here forever
I-m brainstormin, let it hang out when I-m performin
See I have to, I-m a natural like Jordan scorin
Got your brain leakin, nah better yet it-s pourin
Puttin holes in your ideas, blood on your fly gear
I-ve had it, raps are anti-steal like magnets
Crabs get dealt with, no method to my madness

[DJ Greyboy cuts up]
Look me ïn my eyes and tell me what you see

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