I be mind blessin', blessin' these lessons we've ignited Want to bring it to my face, man, you're invited I've cited, you possess no science in your thinking So I'm gonna never, you're
Fingers be pointin' and leakin' falsifyin' the You think I'm pink, I blink with them of thought and think And in this corner be the hush, so play on Rhodes 'Cause at the sound of the my circle square controls And all MC's best sweat, we bringin buckets of
So fret, kid, I let you lick the love I secrete, yo Even my foes give me and that shows domination in this rhyme complication
Yeah, the is a cinch, I rock the womb with a mic And in the of the nickel and breast I knew de yes yes was the callin, clearly not for the gat For combat, I bring a bag of my for the SAT
I'm Plug one-of-a-kind, for you delight And for you MC's, step to your knees Ain't no second thoughts and all your thoughts are Orion I can tell that you a devil by the rhymes designin' Your play tactics, can't fuck with my facets Just you talk all that glock shit mean you can rock shit Your identities on Just a form of protozoa to cross them seas
See high horse riders gettin' by the sheriff nobody's safe for crimes And all you skirts need to checkin' in your upstairs attic Mase is smackin' hoes, if hoes is startin' static
Now it ain't all good when jam goes wood So as a deterrent, I use current Got them brothers shook, peep the look comin' out of the 'Cause they all catch a bruise from the hits we
fame and cars should be listed as magnets Legends die but they can get shot and killed nuttin glitter when you're battlin' MC's You once imitated in a so to down syndrome, you kneel
The same status I heard, the nothin' My ears fears the faulty locks tryin' to down the stops But I earn more your Menudo or your Boyz II Men While the syndrome you immune to frequencies I send Fresher than a sniff off havin' J in fifth I identify your rhythm But I exist for more just a Benz, so mends I'm cuttin' off my friends to keep a smile calicum grain
Let me you a little something about the self 'em, son I be a of the East coast, so give a toast to Plug Wonder why back in the day who soaked his words in So when I ran a phrase in June you didn't it 'til December I'm a member of them from the inner city Giving you kitties audible treats, you be for making More money a pagan holiday Not the PJ's, yet I still got something to say
Say what man? You gritty like a diamond For the cameo spot you to fool Parade You acrobats flip the gazin' map, for alla that You'll be the to place, and ran it all to a waste And all the that you bring gotta make decks bend You gotta rip it the start when the beats come in