I be that mind blessin', blessin' lessons we've ignited Want to bring it to my face, man, cordially invited 'Cause I've cited, you possess no science in your So I'm gonna never, you're
Fingers be pointin' and leakin' falsifyin' the You think I'm pink, I blink with them shades of thought and And in this be the hush, so play on William Rhodes 'Cause at the of the bell my circle square controls And all MC's best sweat, we buckets of heat
So don't fret, kid, I let you lick the I secrete, yo Even my foes give me bravos and that Total domination in this rhyme
Yeah, the skill is a cinch, I rock the womb a mic And in the days of the nickel and I knew de yes yes y'allin was the callin, not for the gat For combat, I a bag of my rhymes for the SAT
I'm Plug one-of-a-kind, for you people's And for you sucker MC's, step to knees Ain't no second thoughts and all your are from Orion I can tell you a devil by the rhymes you're designin' Your play doggin' tactics, can't with my facets because you talk all that glock shit Don't mean you can shit Your identities on Just a form of protozoa to cross them seas
See high horse gettin' shot by the sheriff nobody's safe for crimes And even all you skirts to checkin' in your upstairs attic 'Cause Mase is smackin' hoes, if hoes is startin'
Now it ain't all good when your jam goes So as a deterrent, I use mental Got them brothers shook, peep the look comin' out of the they all catch a bruise from the hits we make
Your fame and cars should be listed as Legends never die but they can get shot and Ain't glitter when you're battlin' MC's You imitated in a mirror so to down syndrome, you kneel
The same I heard, the same nothin' My ears fears the faulty tryin' to lock down the stops But I earn more your Menudo or your Boyz II Men While the syndrome keeps you immune to frequencies I Fresher than a sniff off havin' them J in I with your rhythm But I for more than just a Benz, so mends I'm cuttin' off my friends to keep a smile calicum grain
Let me tell you a little something the self 'em, son I be a piece of the coast, so give a toast to Plug Wonder why back in the day who his words in jigga So I ran a phrase in June you didn't catch it 'til December I'm a of them kids from the inner city you kitties audible treats, you be aching for making More money a pagan holiday Not from the PJ's, yet I 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 first to place, and ran it all to a And all the style that you bring gotta decks bend You gotta rip it the start when the beats come in