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Ohh mad one We see your trap You can never escape, your fate Submit with honor to a duel, with my son I agree I see you using an old style, I wondered where you had learned it from You know very well, it's yours too [Yo God, it's a duel, it's a duel] Heh, by the Gods, will you show me? [buck buck buck buck buck buck ] And where do you come for? [Duel of the Iron Mic ] You come here, since you're so interested [Duel of the Iron Mic ] Fight me [In the moonlight niggaz I will strike] [What, what? Bring it!] Verse One: The Genius Yo Picture bloodbaths and elevator shafts Like these murderous rhymes tight from genuine craft Check the print, it's where veterans spark the letterings Slow moving MC's is waitin for the editin The liquid soluble that made up the chemistry A gaseous element, that burned down your ministry Herbal vapors, and biblical papers Smokin Exodus, every square yard is plush Fuck the sc
