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Master of all

Sunday, May 23, 2010

Hard-drive clutter.

23rd May, 2007

Don’t mess with me
I’m the meaning of free
The Master of all
Reason to make you see

It’s time to get physical
My rhymes spin you around, elliptical
If you’ve ever been in my schemes
You might get skeptical
It’s strange why people get confused
I’m not one to be used
Don’t play the game against me
Cuz’ you know you’ll lose
It’s been crazy because
People think I’m not the best
Dish out all of your disses
They just bounce off my chest
When you just give me your worst
I have a mind that’s about to burst
I don’t think about the middle
Just who’s last and who’s first
The master of the flow
Shrink you down to a minimum low
Tell everyone you know
They wanna brawl? They’ll say no!
The savior of your fate
Giving you a clean slate
This is your report card
Think of a comeback, you’re late

Don’t mess with me
I’m the meaning of free
The master of all
Reason to make you see

Just come to me and I’ll be your leeway
This is my world there’s no he-say, she-say
No foreign languages, hum english mein baat karte hain
And in my world, you will do as I say
I’m a nice guy
Nice like a brown guy
They’ll let me date their daughter
On Friday night, why
I feel like a nice guy
People try to act sly
And challenge me in a battle of wits
It would be like
An onslaught with
Freddy, Chucky, Jason
With my power I’ll destroy
All the countries even the USofA with bacon
MC Punjab, you don’t know me
I’m not your punching bag
You won’t blow me
Up, man better leave me alone, before I beat you in a battle
And send you home
There’s a wanting shot over the bound
Truth be told this ain’t my style
Gotta understand there’s some stuff a man can’t allow
Better chill before you climb a tree and can’t get down
 
Don’t mess with me
I’m the meaning of free
The Master of all
Reason to make you see

It’s time to get physical
My rhymes spin you around, elliptical
If you’ve ever been in my schemes
You might get skeptical
It’s strange why people get confused
I’m not one to be used
Don’t play the game against me
Cuz’ you’ll know you’ll lose
It’s been crazy because
People think I’m not the best
Dish out all of your disses
They just bounce off my chest
When you just give me your worst
I have a mind that’s about to burst
I don’t think about the middle
Just who’s last and who’s first
The master of the flow
Shrink you down to a minimum low
Tell everyone you know
They wanna brawl? They’ll say no!
The savior of your fate
Giving you a clean slate
This is your report card
Think of a comeback, you’re late

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