I'll sway, uh, yeah, this's the way it goes down Def Squad, nine-pound, check this
The E wicked, no need for the biscuit The green-eyed funkdafied comin' wicked I sets the party off just Tanqueray The Funk Lord, else could swing this way I put the loc to the motion, drop the funk to coast and I buck like shot, I know I got you open Check the soup, I Dogg the mic Snoop I get like H-Town, when I knock the boots, that's right
I'm dynamite this mic I Show like E and I rock the mic lovely The afrodasiac, bringin' the do-wah-diddy to city On the Zapp side the vibe I'm Cold like Bobby and Ralph T I come the Game of Death, without Bruce Lee The irregular for those MC's who be tweakin' Catch me at the Beacon just
Brothers can't see me, my style's The digi can't see me, 'cause my style's The digi can't see me
It goes one for the trouble, two for the show, I'm gettin' airplay like The Beautiful I'm the mack, I made turn chrome When I induce my upon the microphone I goes down for you all in broad Weeded, rockin' the mic ta-dow and psych Today is a Day, so it's blazin' To specify it, I get from Jamaicans
Hey, the gets down for the public More doper Janet Jackson's stomach Ask anybody, who's the dopest I think of Cruise, I'm never too much like I'm My style is the craziest, no crew is us You got beef with my squad, you dare that The shit I kick make say, "I should've snared that"
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Complete this puzzle, what Squad beat up like Russell And more flyer than Robin Cosmic Slop, from the dark side Basically, I can't wait, from the Redman tape And make much sense when he's fool 'Cause I constantly keep shitting and you all constantly listening Huh, who can it be now, out Flying through the air with wings E Double doing my
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