Take 'Em Out

Yo, yo yo!

Shout out to my dude ?A Meta? from Harlem

You inspired me to death, G

Shout out to ?Stretch?

BA, stand up

G Simone, Rap Entertainment, let's go!

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Take 'em out, take 'em out, take 'em out

Take 'em out, take 'em out, take 'em out

Whenever these rappers, they want to roll up

I hit 'em and split 'em, break them, they fold up

With KRS-One, you better hold up

My shooters are ready, steady, you'rе so fucked

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Here wе go again Shan, I'ma blast you

Back in '86 and '87, dude, we crashed you

You acting like I've got to ask you if I want

I don't give a fuck about what you saying, my dude you done!

Dudes that never battled wanna see one

Dudes that are not MCs, they always want to be one

No, I'm not the slave, son

KRS the free one

It's Boogie Down Productions

Every battle we won!

Never in your life did you step in to the KRS

The whole world says "He's the best"

East to west, from Compton to Chi-Town to the Boogie Down

But Shan needs money so he's trying to pull this rapper down

I graduated years ago from this battle sound

I toured the whole world while MC Shan sat around

You want the history? I'ma bring it back around

Let's start with MC Shan in Queens getting smacked around

That's why he sounds the way them suckers sound

Losers

Making big claims behind cheap computers

Shan, you want to test the Teacha, you'll get split apart

Torn into pieces, thrown somewhere in the dark

I'll take you back to Cedar Park

Shan, you made Raw, but you like a cowardly lion that need a heart

You back to smoking the coke, nigga

I see you a broke nigga

30 years, you ain't getting no bigger

For real, you a joke and I ain't laughing

Breaking down rappers like you: That's my passion

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Huh

You heard Shan, now hear Kris

You want more? Get my album "Now Hear This"

I'ma start with the fact that in rap, I run shit

20 classic albums, Shan got one hit

That shit was corny, I'm a real MC, shorty

I ain't got no motherfuckers over here writing for me

The light is on me, MC Shan is done

You know I'm Top 5, 4, 3, 2 and 1

Damn, son

You get snake eyes, Cee Lo

We know I rock from Atlantic City to Reno

Huh, I'm double XL

Not the mag, but Chino

Real spitters like Jadakiss, they're my people

I spit lethal, draw your sword, touché

But you wack beat makers acting like you Dre

I'm Naughty By Nature, Hip Hop Hooray

I see through all the Fiasco like Lupe

I'm Badass like Joey or crack, I'm dope

For MC Shan today, there's really no hope

Freestyle Legend Of All Time spells FLOAT

So I levitate with supernatural lump in your throat

I'm classic, you just got your ass kicked

I spit acid, bastard

KRS-One is fantastic

I'ma spit one more verse then I'm out

I just want to show these youngins what a battle's all about

Let's go

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Fresh for 2016, you suckers!