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Beatnuts (The) - "No Equal"
Lyrics to No Equal : [Rakim] (Number One Competition is none) [VERSE 1: Ju-Ju] Niggas got me steamin, bout to flip my lid Fuck around, and I proceed to blow your back out, kid (Boom!) Not to say Im on a violent tip But my hand stays on my gun, in case you start some shit Cause I been rhymin since way back when Straight up and from the heart is how its always been Now punk niggas wanna test me But all that tiggedy-tiggedy tongue-twistin shit dont impress me Its just a phase, and you know damn well That youll fall off in a minute, cause that shit dont sell Funny how you think you could surpass me, or outlast me With that bullshit style, youre fallin fast, gee See, I suggest you go back where you came from (Your mic, and my mic) Come on, dont play, son See, the days of payin dues is over Im a little fed up, and its time that I show ya We battle one time, youre dead, no sequel [Q-Tip] (Your mic, and my mic - come on yo, no equal) You know were number one Competition is none [VERSE 2: Psycho Les] The wiggedy-wicked Psycho Les drops it like a lunatic Steady back-breakin bitches with my super dick Hats on the jim, sometimes I nut in em St. Ides fucks up their eyes, and I bend em Down, while Im flowin to this nutty sound Open up the knapsack, check out what we found H-h-horns, bass, lines Beats get chopped in the Nut Shop, we dont waste time Yo, Im cold lampin like Flavor Floatin at the top while youre sick, and nothin can save ya Just like the Biz said Remember - uugh! - styles I drop to be, what is it' (The shizzit) Word to your mama I bend your girl like a comma Due to Lambada, I think I gotta Stop, because the bitch said, ["'''"] So I nutted, and I got out (Boom!) No matter how hot you claim to be, you cant roast this Nut, whats up' You wanna get eaten up like a hostess' Cup, cake, you know my words are lethal (Your mic, and my mic - come on yo, no equal) [VERSE 3: Fashion (Al Tariq)] Every line I connect, my literatures perfect Per minute, per second, and yo, you gotta reck- On with Fashion, cause by the way Im rippin things Whoever thinks I take a loss has hamstrings Young dames, I shoot em and Jimmy aims to knock her Sex with this flex, best thing tends to lock up Yeah, really bad ass, smokin past you niggas The chicks I stick shit with, I love your figures Triggers, I pull em with no remorse for bodies Fash pumps the hotties, chumps pump with shoties Shoot em up, bang-bang! Miss targets rarely Mics I touch up, I fucks em daily Barely another who can test the cool Fash Asses I kick in the ashes, dumpin trashes So dont riff, cause I flow swift like the Nile, son Tame is for plain Jane fame, Im a wild one Auto-matic-ly I let loose the Fierce MC-i-n-g force in me Cool Fash, sendin a blast to rap people (Your mic, and my mic - come on yo, no equal) [ No Equal Lyrics ]
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