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24-7

Album cover art for "24-7" by Quasimoto & M.E.D.

Quasimoto & M.E.D. - Rap, Underground Rap

24-7

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June 13, 2000.

Lyrics

[Intro: Madlib] Like a .357, hitting on 365 Checking them, dead or alive With my man [Verse 1: Medaphoar] Listen up I make it pop when I drop the rhyme No corrupting your spot that mops MC's out the box, so I remain on top Number one contender assassin Blastin' rhymes, attracting Green weed, bitches, and cash Then I'm (mashin' in fashion) Southern Kali Wild, raise for action Crazed, will leave the rhymes packed in My verbal clip come packed for easy access The fact is–your crew is backwards Stepping up to the real Yo MC shady got the record deals Lyrically getting peels, still I feel you recognize There's more than just size It's all about, do you got heart? And do you come real with rhymes? Time's up, never run up Hit your roster, getting done up Paralyzed from the neck up Hold the checking up, doing up Crews for the coming-up I'm faster when it comes to cash I speed fast past, to leave you whiplashed To watch we spread around like crabs To quickly get in that ass For the future, present, and past Lacing tracks like hash [Hook: Medaphoar] Checking weak, mark MC's Everyday, all day Is where I stay Deep on the West Real MC's don't play We lay it down just like that Or better yet, like this Rhymes on deck Leaving fake MC's checked... [Bridge: Quasimoto] The Ill Loop Digga... What? [Verse 2: Madlib] Ch-Check one, two, two, (One) two I come through Like volcanic eruption, Ginsu Knives cutting right through you Hit you off with lyrical stanzas (Stanzas) Hit you off with questions or answers Running through MC's like cancer You {*beep*} can't compete When I throw on my beat When I write a rap When I get on the turntables and scratch Niggas try to attach Y'all nigga's get snatched up (Smashed up) Mashed up (Crashed up) for trying to act up (Act up) Why you half step (Half step) to my rep (Rep)? Now you're going in debt (Going in debt) The Ill Loop Digga sent word back Got to give, like I'm hitting headcracks Going through your back like some lead, black Never give a wack nigga no slack Get the bozack Niggas always hollering about – "Where the hoes at?" Or ,"I don't even like that nigga, man" But where my foes at? "Hey, I'm going to take that nigga out, man–you see my strap?" Bunch of bluffing – "Kill that nigga, right now," and everyone knows that [Hook: Madlib] Check the weak, mark MC's Everyday all day Is where I stay Deep on the west Real MC's don't play We lay it down just like that Or better yet, like this Rhymes on deck Leaving fake MC's checked Check...check...check... Check the weak, mark MC's Everyday all day Is where I stay Deep on the west Real MC's don't play We lay it down just like that Or better yet, like this Rhymes on deck Leaving fake MC's checked Check...check...check... [Outro] {Oh, the universe} {Oh, the universe} {We must get closer to the essence of life} {But beware that it take courage and strife}

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Credits

Writers
  • M.E.D.
  • Madlib