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Take a look into the mirror to see who’s rhymin’ the best Hah, there he is, lookin’ right my way So I hook up wit jay To start my day I hit up ray and say what’s the function He say he got some hoes that want to take us to bruch and go kick it Cool, I’m the man And plus when we chillin’ i’ma have on a band and tuscany Spillin’ hella game so this fella can bump Plus I’m hungry as fuck So tell him it’s on If I ain’t here hit me Probly have some hoes wit me But you gone have to come & get me Cause my shit be breakin’ downs Now I’m chillin’ on the solo Gettin’ keyed Watchin’ the box Laughin’ at rappers I’ve superceded Niggas try to hold me back, but I need it I stay in seclusion when producin’ Amd makin’ beats is how a nigga should be That’s why I’m always to the head’n you ain’t fuckin’ with me. Chorus Later on, casual, the dopest rapper in hip hop music, marks! Alright, uh I sit up on my futon And ask myself who’s jon? That brotha rippin’ mics to enthuse mcs Yet I’m eating niggas like a cruton I charge up neutrons The style I formulated from nothing but mere Tears from a wack mc I flow accurately to point the weak & give them muscles My rhymes a 30 million piece puzzle You was till this I interrogate mcs until they admit it I’m tryin’ to hit the beat a little different So dims bear with me If it commence to happen that my rappin’ wouldn’t be grade a But you couldn’t persuade a nigga like me to fall off on may day Cause I keep goin’ Just like the springs in nevada that’ll bring a lotta water to the Spotta Casual, the scheme plotta Takin’ nada I used to steel dome from my home’s, grenada But that there’s some oakland shit And I knew you woudln’t feel it when I spoke the shit But still I gotta give my folks a shout Som’n I’m gonna do you can’t coax me out I speaks about the weak, without no problem And on the microphone I can’t find no opponent And you can’t find no fault in me I’m assaulting the Wack rapper and his depth Check out my manuscript and say damn, you the dopest Fuckin’ up niggas on the east and west coast With bump, casual wont lose at all I’m the cause of the crews that fall Used to breakin’ nigga’s jaws but I started out When I found out, what life is all about. Chorus  More Casual Song Lyrics
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