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Only a few... understand
and appreciate what's about to
Das EFX in!!!

Verse Das EFX

Well it's the duper rhymer rhymer I'm about to set it
Niggaz best forget it let it be or you'll it D
So it B... the D to the fuckin P
(Yo it's me the lyricist fear in this as you can see)
I the ultimate drop the ultra shit fuck the other shit
Biggety buttah shit is how we kid we runnin shit
Now who you fuckin is Diggey Das EFX'n
We flexin, cause kid we got this rhyme and took effect

Aiyyo I figgety I rocket blow a nigga out the socket
Keep in mind to keep the dread, now like my pocket, watch it
the rhyme fiend about a second from the crime scene
The boogie banger twisted off the lime
Fuck a we, strictly fifty, the BDP and Hit Squad committee
King of my city, ask my Smitty, yo
Got to get the dough, got to the spot
Diggity Das KRS coast on lock

Verse Das-EFX, KRS

To niggaz y'all get ate, my shit'll make you faint
So much on my walls that I can hardly see the fuckin paint
You think it ain't before a year and stopped
Now look we comin back and runnin shit like fuckin Michael
Accordin, to my in the sewer
Yo you a, corny nigga so we ta do ya

This for my niggaz on the block, handlin rock like Anderson
I'm brandishin, stiggedy to keep MC's vanishing
Scattering, it, styles don't be mattering
My pattern's amazing son Blazing a Saddle and
Battling's a no-no, got more than Coco
I'm paid and still drips ya a blade from my logo
So take your, style and like D.C. niggaz
Y'all know the haps we movin strapped on the nigga

Yo, yo, well miggedy mayday, mayday, it's Drayz's payday
I riggedy wreck it eryday, shit like fuckin Pele
But wait a, minute, we get in it for the masses
For classes, yo KRS get up in they asses

What... I say, follow me me
with my syllable syllable lyrical
MC threats are minimal to my they just
whittle and whittle away, little and little to say
As they piddle and away, they say OK
But I that ass up anyway
your handle I got mad MC heads upon a mantle
I got genuine MC skin
I light the mic up a candle, watch it melt
Cause when I felt you both are screamin for help
when you hear it, you can't bear it, you even wear it
You oughts to cheer it, go get it spirit!!
As I fa-la-la-la-la, I'm with that rara
Rockin mics when you was googoo to your momma
You wanted to battle KRS you was young you told your poppa
He you in your head and said UHH-UHH
But you didn't heed the
Now I'm in the place, now I'm your
Lookin at your crew but they all out
because nothin but lace
KRS is like mace, in your face
Yo DJ Dice, tear the place!!