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grandmaster caz - you need stitches كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
press conference is in order, call the media
grandmaster caz raps encyclopedia
is here to rule, whatever the school
correct and in full effect and no april fools
see for yourself live and in person
no rehearsin’ for better or worse and
1988, and for years to come
i keep a-rhymin’ the mic and a dope beat and the drum
i’ve been chillin’, watchin’ and listenin’
rappers illin’, choppin’ and dissinin’
going for broke on another man
instead of reachin’ and teachin’ a brother man
let me tell ya lesson number one is i’m the teacher
you act dumb i’ll seat ya at the back of the cl-ss
so pay attention, books on your desk
number two, pencils out ’cause i’m givin’ the test
zeros to those who can’t rhyme
do like the rest of them, just copy mine

[hook]
you want st-tches?
you want st-tches?
you want st-tches?
you want st-tches?

[verse 2]
i’m a defeater, born leader, some call me captain
i bust doughnuts every place i rapped in
waxed my opposition, bums they hit the highway
they try to fly away, i did it my way
i left a legacy for you to learn from
and if your turn come, i have to burn one
or two, or three or four or five or six or seven of y’all
plus fours eleven of y’all
i got rope wanna hang? huh, don’t even bother
hang with your buddy, punk, not with your father
i’m too hot to be cool, too cold to heat up
ever been beat up? wait ’til you meet up
with the orator, rap dictator
rough rhyme creator, perpetrator hater
source of rap data, fool vibrator
rap’s ralph nader, but greater

[hook]
you want st-tches?
you want st-tches?
you want st-tches?
you want st-tches?
you want st-tches?
you want st-tches?

[verse 3]
i’m a destroyer, i’m comin’ for ya with no mercy
in death wish 5, i’m going kersey
rap vigilante, i’m on a mission
my compet-tion facin’ ammunition
opposition keep wishin’ that i retire, fall off or breakout
too good to take out, i’m on a stakeout
i’m not a quitter, i’m a go-getter
and those that get bitter had best just reconsider
’cause all who chose to oppose me i splatter
old school or new, it don’t matter
dapper dan’s and troop suits, leather and suede
pitbull, rope chain, bm, i’m paid
from creston posse and i’m true to my roots
i’m still rockin’, girls jockin’, and i’m knockin’ boots
still smokin’ ’em like a newport
got mc degrees, now tell me who taught who
you? backup, you still learnin’
wait your turn and watch me, i’m burnin’
hotter than charcoal, check the barometer
get a thermometer, you’ll see that i’m at a
all time higher, larger than life
and my rhymes are never dull
cut ya like a rambo knife
so step unless you want st-tches
too funky for y’all sons of b-tches

[hook]
you want st-tches?
you want st-tches?
you want st-tches?
you want st-tches?
you want st-tches?
you want st-tches?
you want st-tches?
you want st-tches?

- grandmaster caz

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