Yo! backagain is the brownskin boss,
tongues turn and toss, I show no flaws,
raw and moet flow, frow here to Soweto,
ahead for bread, me and the mic a pact like Nato,
in the fliest act, the macked out polo's, baggy pants saggy,
Nike Air's classy, tight fitted, Stilo you gotta get with,
the hotness like the Sub-Shara sun,
My rhymes are on point,blazing the instrumental,
center the mentals, not sentimental, but lyrically
rugged and ruff, for the b-boys and fly girls,
mind on dough, these rhymes are designed to flow,
not retarderd or cowerd hearted, the gods from the oasis,
peace to the man, women and child,
underground and I got to get buck wild,
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