Yo, it's the ground sound, Dunn It's out here Staten Island chills in y'all niggaz in it, yo
My devastatin' hot '97 Keep me on point for my digit salary Heavyweight lyric lost one calorie I'm to be seen, on the TV screen
Cappacino to the Afro Sheen Stay black, I'm at, high road to rap council Splash to Wu in a orderly tonsil limit to the diction, 'cause chaos to mixin'
Brutalize a sound check, through the intermission Rap's under siege, held tight like a in the world 'Donna nuclear freeze Through the damage to the wannabe Flipmode and Def
Ruckus a in the rap entourage If you dare to thirty-six, chambers of strangers My word of mouth, it's all real might peel large and in charge branch out Bon Voyage
Twenty-four diamond named God Alias Daryl bring thugs back to kill Circle around my son, Jr. never eatin' large Auntie Dauntie sixteen holdin' me
AIDS of rap music may be to sound Verbal the slang pushed back to create Method forcin' to Bring the Pain from underground Realizin' for thought is self-compromisin'
Shaolin cut the crack a triple-O sizin' Blue do what he do to keep currency risin' Hopin' I catch a deal so we can catch a full Instead of catchin' bodies, niggaz not it real
Dirtball that steal cake from stores That's my type of I be wantin' on my tours Can't help it, my styles stay fat Roseanne Ruckus in the square, I rough like 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 bustin' till he's
Style so it sparks just like the unicorn 'Donna come through my uniform and switches, I came to make ladies out of bitches Crackhead get stitches
So what up with that kid, danger when I kid Watch how the slang hits you, like the fat kid Form pyramid, look how we slid All over Park Hill, politic
On a twenty bill all in it together You can't fuck with the stormy weather,
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