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    Andre Nickatina - Last Breath Of An MC
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    Last Breath of an MC

    I cant remember the day
    But i remember the night
    The first time in my life had an mc fight
    Caterpilla killa lyrics spit like venom
    Only thang my mind said was nigga go and get em
    I ducked and bust and started cussing at them maggots
    Niggas started pulling fresh rhymes out the cabinet
    My flow got quicker like machine gun Killa
    Some mc's got hit even tho they werent ready
    Watch me wrap you up like a boa constrictor
    And pose like a pimp in your girls prom pictcha'
    I watch mc's die like soldiers in war
    Everybody for them self so there aint no score
    This niggas was bust a verse that he didnt rehearse
    And got snatched from the earth like an old lady purse
    The freestyle had mothafuckas on their backs
    But felt the attack from the gangsta rap

    Last breath of an MC

    I hit the weed like a champ as i let raps fly
    And best beleive when i die man in my mind i'll be high
    I saw old mc's that had a wounded bad
    And if i slipped I could tell they would take they chance
    So like rambo 1
    Man i drew first blood
    And hit em in the neck with 2 rap slugs
    Mc's brought gats and bats one had an axe
    Before he took a swack man i got him in the back
    With pimp game rhyme
    The moneys all mines
    12 o'clock midnight me and him bond
    Mc females they slipped in and heard
    Before they got close MAN i put em on the curb
    With 'em lookin
    You see my vocal box start cookin
    Screams where heard from frisco down to brooklyn
    I dont do it for the fun 'cause ima mc rival
    Fuck if you a champion
    I dont want your title

    LAST breath of an mc
    Feel me

    A 12 gauge stage displayed wit all rage
    Bet yo last dolla it will make front page
    It lasted all night, Mcs filled the block
    Some dead with they eyes open rap shellshocked
    Hip hop was left handed
    He packed 2 gats
    Just incase he ran in the gangsta rap
    Bodies lay some hurt
    Still trying to get away
    But if they get away
    They will return anotha day
    But i kill em
    Hit em with just enough venom
    Eyes wide open until the cops come and get em
    I pause, my dialogue 'ttampt to catch my breath
    But before i knew it a rhyme had penetrated my vest
    Caught off gaurd by an mc flow oh no
    My mind start to click like a black 4 4
    Rapid repeated rhymes that went for his throat
    And after he died i spit raps at his ghost
    Man im hurt i can see the cops start to lurk
    I hit one with a rap that had 'em squirmin' in the dirt
    I start to Hurl
    I think about my old girl
    Baby u had the best pussy in the world
    I felt my heart start TO collapse
    Ima hate to leave the game like that
    I felt another rhyme dig deep into my spine
    Just when i was about to hit a pig with another line
    I'll see ya next time

    Last breath of an mc
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