Gimme My Props

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
This is of low guard, what you call a jack move
I'm taking your flow cards whoever can't rap smooth
I'm calling your bluff, I've seen enough (what, what?)
Don't you say nothing until I'm finished, your mouth's shut
You're answering "yeah, yeah", your heart is inside there
So what's all this I hear? There's no one that I fear
I'll tell you what I'ma do by showing you what I did
Too clever to ever lose
I'm stepping so what up, kid?
Who wanna play hard? He who can't go
He who shivers as I deliver the death blow
I hit him with rhythm and leave him livin' in sub bass
A musical prison that's only givin' him someplace
To exercise thought, memorize taught lessons
His eyes caught while stepping in my sport
I'm rapping and clapping, and finger-snapping and drop-slapping
Crashing and scratching, and I ain't asking, I'm prop-snatching

[Chorus]
Give it here! Give it here! Don't say nothin'!
Just give it here! Give it here! Don't hold back!
Just give it here! Give it here! Don't say nothin'!
Just give it here! Give it here! Don't hold back!
Just give it here! Give it here! Don't say nothin'!
Just give it here! Give it here! Don't hold back!
Just give it here! Give it here! Don't say nothin'!
Just give it here! Give it here! Don't hold back! (back!)

[Verse 2]
I'm taking you to the hole, I don't need to pick and roll
Bass in your face anyplace, shoot bullet holes full of soul
Come down like an avalanche, and you'll never have a chance
Believe me, you gotta dance, forget about backup plans
Who wanna get some? Get live, get dumb
Come get it, get with it, when I hit it, then you get numb
'Cause you can't get with a seasoned vet, better yet
An active hall of fame rap name legend
Let's take it to the stage, the next phase
Let's trade lyrics like bullets and I wouldn't get grazed
The gift you shoot couldn't hit me at point-blank range
Now how could I ease the pain?
I'll damage an amateur, flow on an all-pro
Wreck a vet like a rookie, now y'all know
This ain't nothing new, it's old news, nothing stops
And after bum-rushing crews, I'm bum-rushing props

[Chorus]
Give it here! Give it here! Don't say nothin'!
Just give it here! Give it here! Don't hold back!
Just give it here! Give it here! Don't say nothin'!
Just give it here! Give it here! Don't hold back!
Just give it here! Give it here! Don't say nothin'!
Just give it here! Give it here! Don't hold back!
Just give it here! Give it here! Don't say nothin'!
Just give it here! Give it here! Don't hold back! (back!)

[Verse 3]
This is how I change my flow
When it's time, I got a rhyme to go
A take-out order, and I'll take out
Any other rapper even thinking about
"I might be", or "could be", or "maybe", or "should we"
No matter how good he may think he is or would be
Superstar that never got a chance to go far
The buck stops here, bad move, and so far
Can't nobody kick enough relevant flavor
Braggadocious rhythm with intelligence save the
Lyrical madness for suckers who had this
Hyped-hardcore status, personified badness
That don't add to nothing but mad faces and hot air
Bring him to the front and let me see what we got here
I'll rock him like his daddy with the lyrics' eye drops
Rock him to his knees and make him give me my props

[Chorus]
Give it here! Give it here! Don't say nothin'!
Just give it here! Give it here! Don't hold back!
Just give it here! Give it here! Don't say nothin'!
Just give it here! Give it here! Don't hold back!
Just give it here! Give it here! Don't say nothin'!
Just give it here! Give it here! Don't hold back!
Just give it here! Give it here! Don't say nothin'!
Just give it here! Give it here! Don't hold back! (back!)

[Interlude]
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[Verse 4]
Now, name another rapper that's had a longer reign
I've been rocking the mic from Sugarhill to Run' to Kane
And any new jack to do that's a new jack who came
Fully prepared, fully aware of the name
K-O-O-L-M-O– So well established in rap hits, the habits are local
Wannabe upstarts, rappers trying to jumpstart
Careers but I've got years ripping up charts
Any attack you attack will be countered
Any diss that you diss, I'll dismount it
'Cause I get off on a soft, fake hardcore
Sucker who's paid no dues but he got more
Props than loot, minute groups who substitute
Back up court, back-to-back on the bench
Recruit no more six-man co-star title shots
The long-reigning king of the rap ring is taking props

[Chorus]
Give it here! Give it here! Don't say nothin'!
Just give it here! Give it here! Don't hold back!
Just give it here! Give it here! Don't say nothin'!
Just give it here! Give it here! Don't hold back!
Just give it here! Give it here! Don't say nothin'!
Just give it here! Give it here! Don't hold back!
Just give it here! Give it here! Don't say nothin'!
Just give it here! Give it here! Don't hold back! (back!)