[Verse 1: Dr. MindBender]

Well the next top dog is Scot’s hip-hop

Has got his Walkman cocked to rock your socks off

And a lock moved up, we rock you talk songs

[?] if you don’t [?]

Stop the press, Lord Finesse, god bless

Is a brand new loop for the old hot mess

[?] when you sat for less

And the outlook troupe to expect success

Abominable flow man won’t hold back

Mean this home in the road get you don’t know jack

This bean stalk [?] back tag

For he still grab the tab for the union flag

Spitting similar [?], mimicking a [?]

Weaves a heavenly remedy for the lack of ability

[?] with habitual [?]

To hell [?] raise a bumbling underlings

[Verse 2: Johnny Cypher]

Hip-hop history, trip hop vasectomy

Operating heavily in the moral takes and heavyweights

Awful waste of energy if you ask me

Very easy to relate to [?]

Regardless to an industry, I know [?] resurfacing

Is supposed to be reckoned with and now I blow up

[?] cut down the fucking pressure

To kick the fucking head and off record

He’s a [?], bungee jumping, land-roving wunderkind

Certainly muttering under his breath, “What the hell I can”

So I’ll wave my arms and I’ll puff up my chest

I’ll proclaim from the mountains how to fuck you best

But inside my mind, I hate the [?] for arrogance, the [?] inaccuracies, the past ideas and fantasies

Fanatically proclaiming [?] name and shaming

I wrote a thousand pages but they all say the same thing

[Verse 3: Replicator]

The little individual, metaphysical divisible

A temple with the civil so get jiggy and wig it

Light a ciggy, take a [?]

Kick your feet up on the coffee table

Silly little [?] abusing beats without a record label

More than able to [?] demanded

But occasionally because reachy and heavy handed

So here’s a refrain from all the mantra and [?] of a next top dog in Scot’s hop’s wiz kid

Kill shit, spit forth [?] foolish [?]

Quickly diminish the [?] ‘cause I’m in it to win it

Misfitted ‘cause I rep it, gotta keep powering forward

Sick of [?] difference [?] compete and then you conquer

People without conscience abandoned and dismantled

Get yourself a [?], [?] your ass up on the dance floor

Half rhyme [?] nonsensical

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