Yeah, to MC Breed Def Squad, 2002, uh
Aiyyo this sound hard, somethin people gon' dance to the record a second, and a chance to Hittin people like a of amazement Floored by Erick Sermon 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 my name Straight up big game, peep all I'm like a rhino, stomp the roughest pack They figure I'm a trigga happy so they step back E, the Who last the longest and who the It's not a game, it's to see (ha) Check out the 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 never got caught with a 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 more sellin beats yo Yo - I never have to worry about me jumped If I ever do, R-E-D, pop the Me and my crew, got for all y'all (uhh) When I'm on the mic, play at all I clock mad G's a week, boomin at my Everytime the E's asked to program a I put it down like for everybody throw a Def Squad cool out party Takin over, barkin like a named Rover (Woof!) I'm pickin suckers like a clover They bitin lyrics on the mic they cobras Are they sayin E.D.'s? Cause ain't no 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? no future in yo' frontin
Yo, I'm the E, the E and Down with my homey Keith, and the and Niggaz talk cause we still be disagreein I don't give a cause I'm from N.Y.C In the city, where ones low If you ever shoot through my NOW YOU KNOW We get biz, and we got If you don't feel this, then break wide Cats be lookin, for the Livin illegal, is the way, so die I ain't got time, to see if things work out Things get hard I'm no doubt be the way, E.D. can not be different 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 Ain't no future in yo'
"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
Yo, I got dough in my pocket, not from If I was a then my gold would be stolen Put my name E, on I own My Excursion truck, outlined in up good, ride through your neighborhood StarTec phone, fat rims, and the Music kicked around and, can I a drop? because I'm ridin people think I'm sellin rocks Ain't no future in yo'
"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'm cool to the rules of the Livin life raw, I never liked the law top ten on my ass my own jeans Sell the game, tit for tat to the much dough but never break a sweat Time to move out? My niggaz BET You got my back and I got What time is it? Tear the doors
"To the beat y'all" "To the y'all" "To the beat y'all" no future in yo' frontin "To the beat y'all" "To the y'all" Ain't no in yo' frontin "To the y'all" "To the beat y'all" Ain't no future in yo' "To the y'all" "To the beat y'all"
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