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Low Profile We Re In This Together

and all around the crossfader Hands start to bleed as if the table was a grader Without hesitation, here's a tastin demonstration How we got a standin ovation Straight from Low

I prefer it this way, yo, with a nice slow tempo This sort of rhymin requires patience Determination, anticipation leads to aggravation What I'm tryin to say is that this

dope jam and a brand new style By the way, I'm from the crew called the mighty Low Profile But definitely pertainin to wack rhyme reciters You're just

see, yo, with the wrong color rag That's why i'm recitin this poem showin and flowin Yo, we got to come together, start growin and growin Despite the negativity, this

those who wack Flinch an inch and get beat with a bat Now here's a mellow rhyme I slapped together a few minutes ago Pertainin to those who dissed the Low

life How can they speak upon a subject at which they lack knowledge? You say you're tryin to stop drugs? It's all a bunch of garbage But if you're still