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featuring Da Grinch 

[Dred Scott] 
I can't hold it back  lookin for the line 
Can't hold it back  search for the rhyme 
Can't hold it back  inside the mind 
Can't hold it back now you runnin out of time 

BANG  set it  off with the funk 
When I'm on the mic kid don't pop junk 
Cause then I come at you  just like Thriller 
You're like the milk and I'm the serial/cereal  KILLA 
that'll take your mic and your track and pimp it 
Have you swimmin in your blood like Mr. Limpit 
Don't come around here with the wack flow 
I swoop down on niggaz like a black crow 
Aww shit! Now it gets scarier 
Timbaland boots to your genital area 
Kick the whole Ku Klux Klan out the South 
Nah punk I won't take the gat out your mouth 
Oh, no, aim for you chest 
Bang! I'm on you like a full court press 
You can't get the mic 'cross the half court line 
Try to concentrate but you're LOSING YOUR MIND! 
NON-STOP SHIT, I'm in like Flynn 
Don't interrupt, naw kid you can't win! 
The only bright side, I reach for the micraphone; 
you get free parking in the handicapped zone 
and a bro-ken back, I don't care 
Then I put a 'boot' on your fucking wheelchair 

I can't hold it back, lookin for the line 
Can't hold it back, search for the rhyme 
Can't hold it back, inside the mind 
Can't hold it back now you runnin out of time!!! 

I gotta get mine in the here and the now 
Brothers wanna flow but they don't know how 
Niggaz don't know about stayin up late 
While I was in my room kid you was on a date 
Voice got hoarse, but I didn't quit 
Freestyled til my breath smelled like shit! 
Now folks from the old days wanna call 
But I ain't a star so I know I won't fall 
Then it gets worse, when the blood boil 
Crumble emcees like aluminum, foil 
Royal ? here to rock a new riddle 
School em on the Ave. like Dr. Doolittle 
Klepto, schitzo, take all, kids though 
Let the Glock 9 be the Pepto-Bismol 
for the diarrhea of the mouth, no witness 
The punk over there better mind his own business 

I can't hold it back, lookin for the line 
Can't hold it back, search for the rhyme 
Can't hold it back, inside the mind 
Can't hold it back now you runnin out of time!! 

[Da Grinch] 
No I can't hold it back, representin I.Y. 
And I don't WHY niggaz try cause they die 
Everytime I see a fuckin stop sign get stressed 
Blast suckers off like Elliot Ness 
Whoa yes, relievin my stress, with the ease 
I got, knowledge of myself, three-sixty degrees 
Another emcee wanna test with the game 
I lock and load the mic with the lyrics from my brain 
INNN-SANNNE, got to get wild and fuckin crazy 
My style is blowin freeze, so you punks couldn't trade me in 
for another, word life to your mother 
Instead of using dope kid I'd rather use butter 
to ex-plain the flav' with the track the Dred made 
Shit is on the real all the herbs get slayed now 
Taste my freshness, it's good and you can bet this 
rhyme is great so why are you sweatin this 
micraphone, a kid and a whore as well 
Tell you in your fuckin face to go to H-E-L-L 
That's Hell if you know how to spell 
I put my foot up yo' ass and don't you try to rebel 
With both anchors I'm good to please like hold em 
Get on your knees and suck my whole scrotum 
and kiss my ass, cause son, you might as well face it 
Your rhymes ain't shit so, go ahead and taste it 
but not with a crazy straw cause now you're my little whore 
Add flavor and spice to fuck it up just a little more 
I crunch and munch get mad, and get heated 
Don't talk I'm on the hawk, Moonwalk nigga Beat It 
But, wait, I got more, UP just my sleeve 
Cause I want you junkheads to feel and receive 
a broken neck, I'm OUT to wreck, so WHAT the heck 
Here's the broom and just sweep the deck 
You can't hold me back, Dred Scott is my witness 
Cause I be Da Grinch that stoled your whole Christmas 
And what that means is, you don't have the gift 
Now why you wanna riff cause I'm lightin up the spliff 
to get blunted at times yo, I sip on the forty 
Back in Farmer Queens, where people called me shorty 
I used to the work, the niggaz called it dirt 
At times I'd get SWAYZE OTHER TIMES I'D GO BEZERK 
It's Da Grinch and the Dred, track attack and it's fat 
Don't know how to act, yo we can't hold it back 
Break it down, break it break it down LIKE THIS...

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