Brothers on my For the way I hold a of steel on my jock For the way I hold a piece of
Brothers on my For the way I a piece of steel on my jock For the way I hold a piece of
So cha saying
I go wild as I sip a cold Lowenbrau Set up rhymes like fire to Boom, did the crank From being rated R, being top rank
I'm like an erection might get too tough to break down in sections So I a pen and pad, I'm back To a killer similar to a back stab
arrest me, arrest my brain, it's insane If I'm booty, then been framed By an MC, who be the R E D with me, you'll get slapped up and capped up easy
By me and a tre-eight So the premises Or ask Mayday, for H E L P Brothers tell me, I'm electrifyin' similar to three
I don't brag and but smash and roast MCs with degrees from to the West Coast I'm miracle with no Piece of membranes will like crackers Were Ritz, Saltine or Town House
of the above get caught with the roundhouse Kick, black flip, semi My vocal chord prove my pull bull I'm wit the Squad
No more four to five brothers Six or more, you got smothered By a fist of fury, next is the Let's it from the jury
Brothers on my For the way I a piece of steel Brothers on my For the way I hold a of steel
on my jock For the way I hold a piece of on my jock For the way I hold a piece of
So what cha
I'm a nightmare to rappers, to an MC Cold wreck, the with the help of E-D Aggravation, don't it, so get off my dick of disaster, no time for flicks Straight up b-boy, Real McCoy Bruce Leroy Strap the when I'm stabbin' a skeezoid
Gangsta rap, it's Mack with a bozack Roy the funk punk skunk like a smokestack So swing low and lick up I'm like Schwarzenegger, shit
In Total Re-call up E-D and the posse that's ten To wax a sucker nigga booty MC So off 'cause she gets no props So stick the fork in him, Redman 'cause done
on my jock For the way I a piece of steel Brothers on my For the way I a piece of steel
on my jock For the way I hold a of steel on my jock For the way I hold a of steel
So cha saying
I'm E-D, I belong with the A one man machine by all means Necessary, I on contact No of getting killed 'cause I'm strapped The Hit Squad's deep, making it to creep On my crew but you sleep
My mic is caffeine, to Maxwell Making it smooth for me, yes, to wax And you might get and spark a stove 'Cause I pack but hold on like En Vogue
My swiftness, I got a gift not for God bless, mmm-hmm, can I get a I'm fresh like a bag of Ahoy No toy, I'm a hardcore
again, I quote, I'm danger I smoked Smokey the Bear, I killed the forest Poof, the out and I'm gone Peace to Mandela and
Brothers on my For the way I hold a of steel Brothers on my For the way I hold a of steel
Brothers on my For the way I hold a piece of on my jock For the way I hold a piece of
So cha saying