Yeah, peace to MC Def Squad, 2002, uh
Aiyyo sound hard, somethin funky people gon' dance to Give the a second, and a chance to Hittin people like a scene of Floored by Erick arrangement Frontin I can do (uh-huh) So now I'm lookin dead at you, so you gonna do? You checkin out the sounds of a You say, "Hi E - 'em HOLLA, HOLLA!" I'm the E Double, and I proclaim my Straight up big game, all gangs I'm like a rhino, stomp through the roughest figure I'm a trigga happy nigga so they step back E, the Who last the and who the strongest? not a game, it's plain to see (ha) Check out the sounds of E, and the of D
"To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the y'all" "To the beat y'all" Ain't no future in yo' frontin
I never got caught a kilo If you ever do, it would never be me yo I the one to be servin up a ki' yo I sell work, but it's like sellin beats yo Yo - I never have to worry me gettin jumped If I do, R-E-D, pop the trunk Me and my crew, got somethin for all (uhh) When I'm on the mic, don't at all I clock mad G's a week, boomin at my Everytime the E's asked to a beat I put it down this for everybody Then throw a Def Squad out party Takin over, barkin like a doggie named (Woof!) I'm pickin like a four-leaf clover They bitin on the mic cause they cobras Are they sayin E.D.'s? Cause ain't no future in yo'
"To the beat y'all" "To the y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" Y'knahmsayin? Ain't no future in yo'
Yo, I'm the E, the E and Down my homey Keith, and the R-E-D and Niggaz talk shit we still be disagreein I don't a FUCK cause I'm from N.Y.C In the city, where pretty low If you shoot through my city NOW YOU KNOW We get biz, and we got If you don't feel this, nigga break wide be lookin, for the M-O-N-E-Y Livin illegal, is the way, so die Cause I ain't got time, to see if things out get hard I'm robbin no doubt That be the way, E.D. can not be Never change the ways of the world of the If I was the President, I'd fat Leave it up to me, I'd paint the White black no future in yo' frontin
"To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" Y'knahmsayin? Ain't no in yo' frontin
Yo, I got dough in my pocket, not from If I was a then my gold would be stolen Put my E, on everything I own My truck, outlined in chrome Shined up good, ride through neighborhood phone, fat rims, and the Kenwood Music kicked around and, can I a drop? Just I'm ridin people think I'm sellin rocks Ain't no in yo' frontin
"To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the y'all" "To the beat y'all" Y'knahmsayin? Ain't no future in yo'
Yo, I'm cool to the rules of the life raw, cause I never liked the law Wear top ten on my ass my own Sell the game, tit for tat to the Make much dough but break a sweat to move out? My niggaz sayin BET You got my back and I got What time is it? down the doors
"To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the y'all" no future in yo' frontin "To the y'all" "To the beat y'all" no future in yo' frontin "To the y'all" "To the beat y'all" Ain't no in yo' frontin "To the beat y'all" "To the y'all"
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