Yeah, to MC Breed Def Squad, 2002, uh
Aiyyo this sound hard, somethin people gon' dance to Give the record a second, and a to Hittin like a scene of amazement Floored by Erick Sermon I can never do (uh-huh) So now I'm lookin dead at you, so you gonna do? You checkin out the of a scholar You say, "Hi E - 'em HOLLA, HOLLA!" I'm the E Double, and I my name Straight up big game, all gangs I'm like a rhino, through the roughest pack They figure I'm a trigga happy nigga so step back E, the Who last the longest and who the It's not a game, plain to see (ha) out the sounds of E, and the Squad of D
"To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the y'all" Y'knahmsayin? Ain't no in yo' frontin
I got caught with a kilo If you ever do, it would never be me yo I ain't the one to be up a ki' yo I sell work, but it's more sellin beats yo Yo - I never have to worry about me gettin If I do, R-E-D, pop the trunk Me and my crew, got somethin for all (uhh) I'm on the mic, don't play at all I clock mad G's a week, boomin at my the E's asked to program a beat I put it down like this for Then throw a Def cool out party Takin over, barkin like a doggie named (Woof!) I'm pickin suckers like a clover They bitin on the mic cause they cobras Are sayin E.D.'s? Cause ain't no future in yo' frontin
"To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the y'all" Y'knahmsayin? Ain't no in yo' frontin
Yo, I'm the E, the E and Down my homey Keith, and the R-E-D and Niggaz shit cause we still be disagreein I give a FUCK cause I'm from N.Y.C In the city, where pretty low If you ever through my city NOW YOU KNOW We get biz, and we got If you don't this, then 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 Things get I'm robbin no doubt That be the way, E.D. can not be Never the ways of the world of the government If I was the President, I'd fat it up to me, I'd paint the White House black Ain't no future in yo'
"To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the y'all" Y'knahmsayin? Ain't no in yo' frontin
Yo, I got dough in my pocket, not rollin If I was a fiend then my would be stolen Put my name E, on I own My Excursion truck, outlined in Shined up good, ride through your phone, fat rims, and the Kenwood Music around and, can I have a drop? Just because I'm ridin think I'm sellin rocks Ain't no future in yo'
"To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the y'all" Ain't no future in yo' frontin
Yo, I'm cool to the rules of the Livin raw, cause I never liked the law Wear top ten on my ass my own the game, tit for tat to the fiends Make dough but never break a sweat Time to out? My niggaz sayin BET You got my and I got yours What time is it? Tear down the
"To the beat y'all" "To the beat y'all" "To the y'all" Ain't no in yo' frontin "To the beat y'all" "To the y'all" Ain't no future in yo' "To the y'all" "To the beat y'all" no future in yo' frontin "To the beat y'all" "To the y'all"
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