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(J Cole/C Gruber/T Leigh/K Quinnell)

SLY.ONE: Walking through life like I turned on God Mode
Rock the microphone like I work the hard code
Work the SQL with talent and class
Select star from tablename kick-yo-ass
A menace from the FLA, you know the battle's on
Cross a mothafucka, get de-rezzed just like in Tron
You walk around like you're some kinda snob
But you lost ya cool and aggro'd the Mob
I'm goin' bloodfury, hope ya prayers have been prayed
Now I'm getting even closer, throwin' verbal hand grenades
I'm a rock star - I'm a star of the rock
Knockin' stupid suckas right off my block
Wanna be so bold as to check my cred?
Take a look at it and hear what I said
Examine it again and see my reckid
If need be, getcha lawyer to check it

GRUBI: Confutatis maledictus
You tried so very hard, but you cannot trick Chris
Try to play white boy Wimpish Biscuit
Fuck with us if ya want, but I wouldn't risk it
I'll be in it in a minute/'Cause I'm in this game to win it
You ain't rocked the stadium like I'm doing, lieutenant
Keep on pushin' and you'll see who gets pushed
You lookin' stupid and arrogant just like Bush
A geek and MC always ready to attack
I rock a Macintosh so you can call me Daddy Mac
Like a Jedi master, I use the Force
Enemies get burned when they stray the course
To get around me, ya gotta boot into DOS
and ultimately, there's a hell of a cost
One for the treble, two for the bass
You don't make me sweat, so just get outta my face

T-JUICE: A is for Apple, J is for Jack
No, J is for Juice, so step the fuck back
I'm the dude they call the Celtic Threat
Wanna find out why? Step up, place your bet
Cause the Juiceman rocks the mic on full throttle
Dropping philosophy like I was Aristotle
Leave you bruised and sore, you think you want more?
I'll burninate your ass like Trogdor! (OHHHH!)
DJ spins the record with the crazy-ass hook
Girls gone wild trying to get a closer look
The bass lines rumble, the walls start to crumble
When you're this great it's hard to be humble
Cap City boys bringing the noise
You know we did it all with indelible poise
Here comes the lowdown: you think you wanna throw down?
Cap City Mob will kick your ass in the showdown!

PROFESSOR REX: My name is T. Rex, I love freaky sex
I'ma fuck you mama, and her sister's next
My dick is hard and my back is weak
I'm gonna need a nurse to be my freak
We can step on the court, and I'm gonna blast
Like Bill Laimbeer, I'ma bust yo ass
Cap City mob is the name of my crew
You do what you wanna do, I'll do what I wanna do
Our rhymes are so dense, you're gonna need footnotes
Ya gonna memorize every word we wrote
We'll write yo ass into a corner
Once you hear us you gonna need a coroner
The people of tally all call me the prof
I give 'm all an f and tell 'em fuck off
And if you don't like it, then muthafuck you
You do what you wanna do and I'll do what I gotta do

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