[rock] aiyyo son (yo) come downstairs son (what? ) [batty asshole, asshole, asshole! [rock] there's like six bitch-ass niggaz on the son (aiyyo word? ) niggaz is rappin, kickin raps n shit tell these niggaz they ain't hype They smoove bullshit, just meet me downstairs son set it on these niggaz son [ruck] yo i'ma be right there man, I'm dressed now [rock] these niggaz no idea son, check it check it
Verse rock, ruck
And one time for your mind, one time for the snitch dime Me don't wanna hear you whine when my to your spine diss, rocky, mountain, energy's from my Fountain of runnin through my brain pounded So don't be found in my If you don't who sparsky is, you don't know who dutch is Don't get snuffed kid, we ruckus And rock mad domes we at it who's the first up To see blackness the universe
Fuck that, niggaz better start runnin for Live and direct with a nine that's that nigga from heltah skeltah Word em up I murder who never heard of ruck plus My mind ills on rhyme skills the nine that I buck (blahhh) Girls demand me, mad bitches I the Microphone you me till the judge remand me (what) Can we, get along like rodney, and please Put these niggaz in they proper place you cocky
I, be the drama bringer wringer of a niggaz of a set I buck shots with a steel tec Wussy, where's all them suckers tracks bout they rnrin (they us comin and turned to track stars, check it) I be, never sloppy, I be I rock heads from bedrock to Robbin you and your crew blind yeah we do Find that fine, or in to behind Now you whine, but yo stop the blood cryin Like screwface, I in the mood to bash your in Devils does know who I am, from heltah skeltah Mr. flipster, rock, of sam
As the turns in my search for tomorrow I seek the God in life, for insight Freaky like a golden shower my golden bowels Hit get influential like colin powell, now the world, stick my dick in the dirt Pull tunes on spooks who claim I ain't cool like Expert when I network my lyrics a rebel Vexed cause the devil take me to that next level never humble in asphault jungles When you rocks and ricans in back deal with bundles Some may wonder, the evil these two men do, you Lyrical landlord, fuckin rent due
Clans, posses, crews and All y'all bitch niggaz can my dick Kliks, posses, and clans Can't none of y'all fuck with me and my man
Verse rock, ruck
Aiyyo, one's for the, I pop for the anti-real snakes I fought and dropped Three's for the ruck, bitch! I be rock and the four's for hip-hop cause this shit we rip shop Ask me how foul I am, mannn you damn well It was me that hit your up in my man's van Too plexed grand-pops then like corn I pop shit You can't flush, fuckin with us you're smacked with hock Who dare square with rock me I you times worse dan a bumba claat earthquake do Heltah skeltah is hit the deck then step If you wanna hear your neck See center, but really play no basketball I do my shootin with a mac you fall To the floor, ogc hit up that come through the door Recognize heltah mean war
So what's the reason for the treason, you wanna die My crucify those who try to defy God cipher drop bombs on the blind In the mood to get rude with the lyrics of my nine (hah) Now I (what) a nigga to come with hand skills Man chill, might end up in a Stand still, nigga you know the clickin from niggaz who ain't got pots to piss in Plus I get hyped when my mic strikes Me and rock is this (there'll never be no fist fights) You're lip when my fifth smokes the rich folks Who sniff coke, now your broke ain't no misquote I just spoke, wicked ways words of wisdom Like I spot fly shots with ill vision Similar to none son so it seem Savages get sewn the fuck up with to they spleen
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