Nuera – No Sense

Verse 1 (Dream)

                            It makes no sense, MC's comin' MC's goin'
look who's still holdin on, an' look who's still rollin'
it's Nuera, bingo, jackpot, the right pick
we kick the show fresh'n'slick like Doug E an' Rick
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when I...break it down you can't fix this, the mystics
not the average, deep like Ceebrolistics
so pick this cause others just fake it
like astronaults goin to Mars ya never gonna make it
pullin numbas again, one to ten, then comes eleven
I guess I'm goin to heaven cuz' my lucky numba's seven
so many tryin only few can do it right
Dream witta mic is like butcher witta bloody knife
all the fly girls, come on I give ya a hug
so send your naked photos to the Nuera funclub
really doe I treat the mic like the others should
don't make sense do it? But fuck it sounds good            

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Verse 2 (Skem)

                            It's the Big Ass...witta big blast...            

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Verse 3 (Dream)

                            Master mind keep the power moves comin steadly
it's heavenly when rhymes come from the Liepo pedigree
can't you see that we're here, holdin mics, drinkin beer
grabbin dicks in the place to be
I told ya I get busy like my phoneline but let me get deeper
but now I'm blowin up like my muthafuckin beeper
from me say to she say an punks wanna be me
but I'm tight like bikini n' futuristic like 3-D
mystic like the Blackhole, runnin things like the mayor
we're heavyfat n'ya thin light like the ozonelayer
so hang on as I juggle, fuckin right it's tricky
now I gotta ball, so it's my turn to kick it, stick it
always step ahead so ya can't catch
your paragraph gives me one hour laugh cuz it don't match
I'm the blender not the blunder the man makes you wonder
my style is secret like the conspiracy from the under            

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