T dot O, to the N dot Y how we do it Choclair, Kardinall on my man Guru And Y look, The fuck
Yo, T dot y'all We smoke and mix up in your face, you're So you y'all, leaving y'all hired skills depleted 'Cause you y'all, Chocs and Guru begin Can you believe this how we y'all
who be talking how they bigger, how you figure? You can spark or talk with this raw artist You heartless but game straight harmless Snatch your mic out your hand, leave your fingers
We rottweilers, while y'all be the tyres 'cause you need to Fucking with Toronto, get your pink slip, fired Kicked out the Thompson through Apollo doors Guru be the brethren, the man Slide the doors on the Caravan
The ill format, the skills all that, enemies, Jack Let's counteract, plus and all that In fact, take a flight to Toronto and Be over with Choclair, Kardinall with the track
In the year born, born, suckers have forewarned Take you than hydro or Moet, Chandon Word is bond, it's on, in this rap I mens, mack dames, yes, I'm a fly black king
paper now, packing flavor now Hit you in the head now, my hunger gotta get fed now My style's similar to a knuckle hit Or like hollow points to pierce your whole frame
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Now it's the skinny man dropping Lock your brain, lock lips Talking Bust your game Career I'm to blame
What's the name? Guru and the will reign Wild like the lion's mane, walking through the Or walking through the pain of critic
Got my eyes on the prize the red dot locked to keep it hot My hungry ass niggas be for the figures Green in the jean, cruise some act figures
You fucking with raw, suave, dog ass niggas into the eyes of the man That will be to career If touch the mics stand, nigga 'nuff said
Hear the cry Niggas getting herded like to die Why? What the fuck you think? the fuck you think?
You know they want our type of species to extinct we multiply, they can't really kill us They're upset, we're a threat their kids really feel us They think we're drug dealers and of us maybe are
But I be the G U R U of the to the Starr I'm far, baby par, pimping in a fly car Getting eyes the honeys, parking up at the bar Always up to par I spar
And yo, while your protecting your I be breaking your jaw Yo Trizzack, your wizzack
I took that shit It shouldn't of even been up on the like thizzack, motherfuckers
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My attitude on the I wreck the mic like a pimp, pimps a pimp, pimps hoes, pimp, pimps hoes Let's
Yo, you see, I to party Just as as the next man So, you know this one right This one's for