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[Craig Mack] 
Hah! 
My momma said back when I was born 
that you was warned  so now your ass gets torn 
(Wake it up Mack) 
My style is bonafide 
Fortified on my bad side  an MC on a high 
Now we about to set this off 
Bass and funk rattlin (one two) send MC's up North 
I never had to fight with the mic 
I make the funk so dynamite 
so parasite MC's might wanna bite 
Welcome to 1994 (welcome) beats that thump 
Rhymes that's bumpin now at your backdoor 
Never figured Mack got funk for days (what) 
When "Project: Funk Da World" brought the brand new craze 
(wake it up) 
And MC's can't get one line 
when the genuine take out deep max on your mind 
I'ma hit you with the boom pow 
Bolder than Moscow, MC's your judgment's now 
Here it comes 

MC's.. your judgment is.. now (now MC's) 
MC's your judgment day is now (it's time, here it comes) 
MC's.. your judgment is.. (hahhh) now 
As we get down - MC's your judgment day is now 
Here it comes, boyeee 

Here comes the one they call King MC 
If you're tired of those phony fake rhymes that be (fake) 
I'm back with this deeper than Minds of Minolta 
Preachin better than preacher up on an altar 
(Amen boy) 
I feel that I have pardoned, pardoned 
No need for bad grammar startin in my MC garden 
(chomp chomp) 
And I'ma kinda hungry tonight 
So I pulls out the ground a fat rhyme to recite 
I don't means to boast but the most is me your host 
On post, kickin flav til they ghost (ghost) 
Craig Mack is here to stay 
Rugged as a mountain bike on MC judgment day 
(go ahead) 
From now until the Earth's gone 
In the chess game of rap, MC's ain't nothin but a pawn 
(your move) 
As the rap romps through your town (through your town) 
And MC's around, time to put your panties down (put it down) 

MC's.. your judgment is.. now (it's time) 
MC's your judgement is now (MC's, check your clock, it's on) 
MC's (MC's) your judgment is.. (hahhh) now (Mack the dope) 
MC's your judgment day is now (with the flav, gettin down) 

It was a rumble tumble, I put the bee inside the bumble 
Kickin wicked type of hyper, won't never fumble (ahh) 
I float like a tugboat do 
Watch the virus, Mack the dope, start affectin you 
Is rap real? You can't deal, what's the matter? 
The badder the Don Dadda is still gettin fatter 
You be lovin how it sound and shit 
And have you dance when I battle for the sponsorin 
And you can thank Bad Boy for that 
A technique for layin MC's on the mat 
Scat, scoot, pussy couldn't make a louder hoop 
when I pollute, the world with funk to the roof 
Mad rhymes we bust, in God we trust 
And MC's don't discuss when ya turn back to dust 
(Ashes to ashes) 
Mark the year, 1994.. when MC's hit the floor 

MC's.. your judgment is.. (hahhh) now 
MC's your judgment is now (Final Call, MC's, we get down) 
MC's.. your judgment is.. (here comes the Mack) now 
(to clean house) MC's your judgment day is now, boyeee 
(Here it comes boyee, it's time, hahhh.. ahahHHHHH, boyeee)

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