Enter gentlemen, your seats You have been brought here for a universal soldiers are brought for (yeah) Let's
Thee fleet stands tall and proud See if you can pick the livest one out the Mc's you won't be next year
M.s. from the rear
M.s.: We see your kind many (many times) Yappin' off your guns lettin' your lips M.s. will push your wig back givin' from your shit crack For who card shit I turn styles the door knob Bring ya more but it matter because me and squad bogard For so long we hear the dumb shit some do These bum crews runnin' around ravin' with one twos So act like you want it that babble you call rap dukes I brings it to your grill while originoo gunn you And it's no doubt I keep your whole under pressure Heltah skeltah smooth ayo my sides by the stretcher to get ya So open up and wreckognize And see who before your eyes in the 9-5 Coping with my feeling the lye as it kick A big of my brain of this chickenhead I stuck my dick in
Top They me top dawg, top dawg of the year Flowin' with my full grown dreads and gear When I come through with my crew You better be on point because we be looking for you All y'all punany niggas remind me Why we strickly bootcamp in the 90's try we if you wanna, cause we gwan flex Break niggas Then hop on the iron horse get up my elite fleet So we can smoke x amount of ganja It's if you wanna get high But when you this session make sure you got lye sense we smoke mad sensi Original dreads blunt heads Nuff nuff punk gwon dead Fuck all that bullshit, it's to get red
Lil' (of the representitives): Representitives up form the fuckin' rear You're missing in no time for relaxin' We packin' mental thoughts that'll this nations back in No need this zone unknown Cause we travel to explore the goals then bring the trophy home
(of the representitives): Just like in a movie we breakin' through niggas terrine Supreme brings pain to your frame you hang (you can't maintain) in the mist where click 13 deep thee we don't miss
Lil' Cause we be the squad the representitives Lil' and supreme aka gen grim and mr. perfect Lord want to be known to hurt shit wanna enterprise and stack papes for what it's worth kid
And thats all catch a black from pull Niggas that slack off I'm they glass jaw So ask for, to end this The mean buisness
Hurricane Yo I'm pass me the motherfuckin' mic Rock ya like robbin', I clock ya spike Lee, cooler then ? That's bitches tell me, strickly rugged Run and tell ya cause she loves it Hold it down like my niggas when they ou in public But you know and spolice spot you they you But my nigga hocktu got you ready to you Senseless cause against you defencless Don't speak nigga you weak, strengthless So all them niggas keeping they eye on the flow Ash hole m16 through my afro It's all the storm fuck what you're under Gun clapper number one a.k.a. wondah
Yo it's the bad vybes creepin' up from the rear
Bad Now you bad want this done so I switch To some next shit in 9-6 fuck a bitch But I quickly up on your shorites ass and titties And turn to my committee and score shit a 50 fake a move your face meet cement I know a lot of guys want to the vybes But of y'all get fried like eggs on the side (lone desperado) never refuse a bottle Of my stomach turn to words of ellen Chumps fakin' jacks I'm dishin' out the smacks g You riff tracks bout how you feel ruegs in your back
Playin' clean sweep for thee fleet we call him shocker Second source out the storm shock like Games you hit I split shit's get broken like bridges bitches cause all they see is riches Hit's ya softly, something Smash the and cream and can the dog food I warned you One strike that ass is It's just no fair you the rules nigga I don't care 3 you can't take no more All that bullshit hot pops out that front Enough of it punk bitches I you dug it Shit ya rougher then boulder rocks granite Stoney elite jeeps take me home batted and meson saved the chrome
Well gentlemen we have all to an agreement Along our darkside connection heltah skeltah We will now be as magnum force You all have your orders, we have to a successful agreement Meeting is But first leave girlfriends new britches in the basket
"yuu be around next year" --> craig mack, flava in ya ear