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New Birth

from Rap​-​Masters by Detroit CYDI

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lyrics

Stryfe:
This some new birth shit,
A stand up nigga on some Kanye concert shit.
No rehearse, grand slam off the first pitch.
Got em screamin Gotdamn in the churches.
Curses, it weren't for them meddlin'
Kids from the land of the never too benevolent.
Slangin dope on a Mongoose, niggas peddlin,
Higher than an extra terrestrial rollin X's on a zeppelin.
Well, the champs still here, you proly can tell,
If you was tryna trip us up, you proly'll fail,
You go against us, we proly prevail, give 'em hell,
They don't know what to do with the beats like Roger Goodell.
Hopin for the big fish, wishin 'em well,
Gave 20% to the snakes, tippin the scales.
Niggas want me to step away from diggin this trail,
But I got fire for 'em hotter than the kitchen in hell.
The CYDI comin out the box cold as Michigan mail.
Slangin' rounds like a Michelin sale,
You got something to say to me, it better be about making cheese or some business,
I don't wanna hear your interesting tales.
I got a big bat, swingin like 2 husbands switched snatch.
Leave you praying like a sinning Christian that done slid back.
Trying to build in a city that fits, flip that,
Tryna fit a whole CYDI in the building, dig that....

ILLingsworth:

take the shovel out
clear the rubble out
it ain't a hole deep enough we couldn't hustle out

from the land that nobody gave a fuck about
and if you stuck around the mission's to shut you out

been starved and barred and been roughed up
scarred and been crushed
underfoot of the musclebound

ain't no solace where law enforcement gun you down
while your uncle and your mum and your son around

nope, they don't even wait until the sun is down
vilified before your body ever touch the ground

knees buckling, such is the suffering, much
is asked from those entrusted with the humble-crown

came in the game unannounced, no rubber now
so we living for the blurry image in the ultrasound

hard to choose a candidate when every one is foul
spidey senses got me buggin when a sucker smiles

Rufio Jones:
I'm riled up
Cause I got the attitude
Of a black Ebanezor Scrooge
Money pile up
With expensive tastes
Just don't get it misconstrued
It's just high time
That it's my time
Line for line
Rhymes like fine wine
Smart art
Intelligent design kinds
Gift from God, DiVinci Code
Decipher signs
It's so polar vortex in the D
Ain't nobody protecting the streets
So mind your business
And mind your businesses
No snitching
No kind of witnesses
We don't know what
Crime prevention is
Sign your life away
Poor penmanship
Plan on five to ten
For ignorance
Read between the
Lines of sentences

Sean Uppercut:

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from Rap​-​Masters, released December 25, 2014

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stuff i make = music with @rufiojones @seanuppercut, beats, raps, videos.
born & bred resident of Detroit.
smooth due to alopecia.

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