Enter gentlemen, your seats You have been brought here for a Only universal are brought for (yeah) begin
Thee elite fleet stands tall and See if you can the livest one out the crowd Mc's you won't be around year
M.s. from the rear
M.s.: We see your kind times (many times) Yappin' off your guns your lips flap M.s. will push your wig back givin' stain from your 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 with they one twos So act like you want it with that babble you rap dukes I brings it to your grill while originoo clap you And it's no doubt I keep your whole crew under Heltah skeltah smooth ayo my sides by the stretcher to get ya So open up wide and And see who stands 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 They call me top dawg, top of the year Flowin' with my grown dreads and army gear When I come with my bucktown crew You be on point because we might be looking for you All y'all punany snake remind me Why we roll bootcamp in the 90's Come try we if you wanna, we gwan flex niggas necks Then hop on the horse get up with my elite fleet So we can smoke x amount of weed It's alright if you wanna get But when you enter this session sure you got lye Cause we smoke mad sensi Original dreads blunt heads Nuff said nuff punk gwon 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 that'll blow this nations in No need this zone unknown Cause we travel to when the goals then bring the trophy home
(of the representitives): Just like in a movie we breakin' these niggas terrine Supreme brings to your frame you can't hang (you maintain) in the mist where guns click 13 deep thee elite we miss
rock: Cause we be the squad the representitives Lil' rock and supreme aka gen grim and mr. Lord don't want to be known to hurt wanna enterprise and stack papes for what it's worth kid
And thats all a black from black pull Niggas that slack off I'm they glass jaw So ask for, to end this The representitives mean
Hurricane Yo I'm pass me the motherfuckin' mic ya like robbin', I clock ya like spike Lee, s-t-r-a-n-g-l-e then ? That's what bitches tell me, rugged Run and tell ya momma cause she it Hold it down like my niggas they pissing ou in public But you know and spolice spot you lock you But my hocktu got you ready to knock you Senseless cause against this you Don't even nigga you weak, strengthless So all them niggas keeping they eye on the cash Ash m16 steam through my afro It's all about the storm fuck what under Gun clapper number one a.k.a. starange
Yo it's the nigga bad vybes creepin' up the rear
Bad Now you know bad this done so I switch To some next shit in 9-6 like fuck a But I quickly up on your shorites ass and titties And turn to my and score here shit a 50 fake a move your face meet cement I a lot of guys want to test the vybes But most of y'all get fried like eggs on the (lone desperado) never could refuse a Of pain my stomach to words of ellen Chumps fakin' while I'm dishin' out the smacks g You riff bout how you feel with ruegs in your back
Playin' sweep for thee elite fleet we call him shocker Second source out the shock like blanca Games you hit I split them shit's get like bridges With bitches cause all see is riches ya softly, something unlawfully Smash the mask and and can the dog food I warned you One that ass is dead just no fair you know the rules nigga I don't care 3 you fall take no more All that bullshit hot pops out that front Enough of it punk bitches I you dug it Shit ya then boulder rocks labeled granite elite fleet jeeps take me home Buffalo batted and saved the chrome
Well we have all come to an agreement Along with our darkside heltah skeltah We now be known as magnum force You all have your orders, we have to a successful agreement is adjourned But first leave your girlfriends new britches in the
"yuu be around next year" --> craig mack, flava in ya ear