Yo, the burial ground sound, Dunn It's out here Staten puttin' chills in y'all niggaz in it, yo
My hot '97 Mentality me on point for my four digit salary Heavyweight lyric never lost one I'm soon to be seen, on the TV
Gambino Cappacino to the Afro Stay black, where I'm at, high to rap council Splash to Wu in a orderly tonsil Never limit to the diction, 'cause to mixin'
Brutalize a sound check, ripple through the Rap's under siege, held like a squeeze Forced in the world 'Donna nuclear Through the damage to the Flipmode and Def Squad
Ruckus a in the rap entourage If you to test thirty-six, chambers of strangers My word of mouth, it's all wigs might peel Livin' and in charge branch out Bon Voyage
diamond government named God Alias Daryl Hill bring thugs back to Circle around my son, Daryl Jr. never eatin' Auntie Dauntie sixteen holdin' me
AIDS of rap music may be contagious to Verbal the slang pushed to create pronoun Method forcin' J-Love to Bring the Pain from Realizin' food for is self-compromisin'
Shaolin cut the crack a triple-O sizin' Blue do what he do to keep currency risin' I catch a deal so we can catch a full wheel Instead of catchin' bodies, niggaz not keepin' it
Dirtball that steal cake from stores my type of niggaz I be wantin' on my tours Can't help it, my styles stay fat Roseanne Ruckus in the square, I stay rough the Clan
on my arm, pen and pad in my hand Punk motherfuckers beware of the Shaolin Defy project Children of the Corn Gats and my man, keep 'em till he's gone
Style so ancient it just like the unicorn 'Donna through everyday my uniform Changes and switches, I came to ladies out of bitches Crackhead niggaz get
So what up with that kid, danger when I kid Watch how the slang hits you, just the fat kid Form another pyramid, how we slid All over Park Hill, politic
On a twenty bill all in it together You can't fuck the stormy weather, yaknahmean?
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