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[00:05.18]I'll advance to your backside, foot and put
[00:07.66]Nine prints and diss a meantimes, where the sun don't shine
[00:10.77]So get a flah of the spotlight fast
[00:12.49]You got kicked in the ass by the man with the eyes of glass
[00:15.03]Slide from me you money kicking the dull crap
[00:17.27]I'll make your skull snap, seeing me all at
[00:19.58]In this here field my foot equals yield
[00:21.78]Your brain is simple and reveal while mine is sealed
[00:24.42]Coming up with the archeological finds
[00:26.71]Funk drums allow me to spark you with rhymes
[00:28.45]The mic's my instrument, my skills are infinite, catch a hint from it
[00:32.73]Cause it's the Large Professor
[00:42.59]While you was doing the butt, I was putting game down
[00:44.73]You frowned before now you wear the same frown
[00:46.61]Just as long as the buck I sit when I think
[00:48.94]I couldn't care less who was jelling the Profess-or
[00:51.37]Sir Scratch and K-Cut the Main Source
[00:53.64]Back to break more atoms of course
[00:55.88]With the beat no more melodious, votes I suprise folks
[00:58.11]I'm as sharp as a toothpick, come and watch the youth kick
[01:00.56]The game so tough cause the shine I'll scuff
[01:02.58]Busting the fluff cause I'm just that tough
[01:04.94]The mic's my instrument, my skills are infinite, catch a hint from it
[01:09.27]Cause it's the Large Professor
[01:28.00]I stomp supposed comp like a posse
[01:30.51]Brothers try to squash me, so I speak harshly
[01:32.64]On the constant truth of the Main Source crew
[01:34.73]I peruse the place jsut to see what I can do
[01:37.33]To stupid MC's whose rhymes sound fabricated
[01:39.50]Heads get deflated when the Professor's untranslated
[01:42.27]Style gets everyday play
[01:44.00]Brothers on the butters can't flip the Parkay
[01:45.92]Their mouths are sealed like Zip-Loc bags
[01:48.38]Fake like wrestling and small like frags
[01:50.47]The mic's my instrument, my skills are infinite, catch a hint from it
[01:54.89]Cause it's the Large Professor
[02:04.66]Finessing the songs like this, babblists get bust with the quickness
[02:07.86]Baby hit the mist
[02:09.04]You want to feel hard times, then friend say your rhymes
[02:11.23]The results will be about 10 volts in your mind
[02:13.43]I'll electrify, your brain is hollow like a tunnel
[02:15.98]I squeeze out doubt like a funnel
[02:18.00]I'm the MS rep on the microphone
[02:20.22]If I say what you don't like, go home
[02:22.60]That's why the places I play stay packed
[02:25.42]You like what I say and you always come back
[02:27.34]The mic's my instrument, my skills are infinite, catch a hint from it
[02:31.65]Cause it's the Large Professor
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