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Once again ladies and gentlemen...


VERSE 1
We used to say...
RUN, RUN STEP! - We’re still yellin’ it
Once again ladies and gentlemen...it’s Postell and it’s
The immaculate conception, the super villain that’s
Bout to steal the rap election. Go tell your delegates
I put the checks in the mail. If they expect cash
My perverted stankin’ ass is the definition of elegance
It’s gettin’ harder for rappers to stay relevant
Bout as easy as fuckin’ pedophiles stayin’ celebate
RUN, RUN STEP! - The abolition dance
Runaway slave mentality, you’d probably piss your pants
I never miss the cance to fuck their white women
Psychological revenge for all the niggas that these crackers lynched
Afro-American? I’m Black as shit!
Just try snatchin’ the fried chicken up off my plate
I’d like ta have a fit!
You ain’t know the half of it
‘less you one of these beige niggas that’s all the rage nigga
Like Colin Kapernick
Or Russel Wilson, Drake and ‘em jumpin’ out the drawer
Of a light skinn’ded negro store called Al B. Sure’s
“Gefilte makes you vomit”
This shit sounds like Tip and Phife when they was still with
Ali Shaheed Muhammad
So call me Jack the Rapper
I’m jackin’ Eminem, Ghostface, Mace
Even jackin’ Frank Zappa
Raised in Decatur, roots in Cackalack
Brooklyn - get to steppin’ like a Phi Beta Kappa
You niggas betta...


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RUN, RUN STEP!
Once again ladies and gentlemen...


VERSE 2
Step In The Arena and it’s No More Mister Nice Guy
Take me out my Deep Concentration?...nigga, nice try
Check The Technique, I get ovations
To Flip The Script and Bust Your Shit’s just a Daily Operation
Live by the Code Of The Streets, my Street Ministry
Pay us or they’ll be Chaos in this Soliloquy
Fuck Around and Lay Around?...there’s no time to burn
You gotta Speak Ya Clout ‘cause Mass Appeal is Hard To Earn
New York Straight Talk - don’t holla bout love
Till the Moment Of Truth. This is In Memory Of
One of the Illest in an era who’s now Above The Clouds
If you believe in higher powers, Tha Ownerz is Zonin’ Out
Don’t Take It Personal, Take Two and Pass the cannabis
You Know My Steez, now watch me Manifest
‘Cause It’s a Long Way To Go If You Don’t Know Where Ya Goin’
If You Don’t Know Where Goin’ sit back and let me handle this
Before my debut ‘Salsa From Hell’
Keith Elam’s in The Planet rappin’ bout The Place Where We Dwell
Now I reside in Bed-Stuy, they callin’ me a hipster
Grew up on that Gangstarr so I don’t give a shit, sir
This for my team - still havin’ Technic and SP 1200 dreams
Shout out to Preme!
Still cypher with my inner circle
This is homage to the Gifted Unlimited rapper whose Rhymes is Universal


OUTRO
Keith Elam
The G to the U to the R U
Rest. In. Peace.
Shout to the Gangstarr Foundation
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RUN, RUN STEP!
Once again ladies and gentlemen...