Yo, the burial 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 four digit Heavyweight lyric never lost one I'm soon to be seen, on the TV
Gambino Cappacino to the Afro black, where I'm at, high road to rap council Splash love to Wu in a orderly limit to the diction, 'cause chaos to mixin'
Brutalize a sound check, ripple the intermission Rap's siege, held tight like a squeeze Forced in the world 'Donna freeze Through the damage to the Flipmode and Def Squad
a whirlpool in the rap entourage If you dare to thirty-six, chambers of strangers My word of mouth, all real wigs might peel Livin' and in charge branch out Bon Voyage
Twenty-four government named God Alias Daryl Hill bring thugs to kill Circle around my son, Daryl Jr. never large Dauntie sixteen holdin' me down
AIDS of rap music may be contagious to Verbal the slang pushed back to create forcin' J-Love to Bring the Pain from underground Realizin' for thought is self-compromisin'
cut the crack into a triple-O sizin' Blue do he do to keep that currency risin' I catch a deal so we can catch a full wheel Instead of catchin' bodies, not keepin' it real
niggaz that steal cake from stores That's my type of I be wantin' on my tours Can't help it, my stay fat like Roseanne Ruckus in the square, I rough like the Clan
Panther on my arm, pen and pad in my Punk motherfuckers better of the Shaolin Defy interactive Children of the Corn and my man, keep 'em bustin' till he's gone
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 I attack kid Watch how the slang you, just like the fat kid Form pyramid, look how we slid All Park Hill, Stapleton politic
On a twenty dollar bill all in it You can't fuck with the stormy weather,
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