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