Yo, I'm from Killa Cali, I wrote rhyme in an alley The tall can MC stepping fresh out the I'm hella fresh comin' straight through your I blow a hole in you soul, I'm constantly on a
'Cuz in to survive, you gots to have drive a rental but I'ma call you Ben 'cuz you gentle My crew's up like a Pinto Hip gettin' rotten but we stay fresh like a Mento
So put it in mouth We show you what this rap shit is really all about We gonna turn this out like Goldie This cut will still bump when an oldie
And if we ain't sold platinum or gold That'll be the bigges lie you ever told me, me back Black, I snack on the wack and wash it with a fifth of Yak It's like and that's the way it is
You can ask his to out my biz Girl, I'm off the hook, me into your adapter I'm sending rhymes to the rafters
Turn up your skill factor, you rhymes like a Raptor You thought we was but this is still the first chapter I go, can I get an, "Ooh, ooh!" It's J-Ro, baby, from the Likwit
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Now me run a muck and gun 'em up with the shit Rebel rhymin' from Tha Liks, all true with no tricks The infrared pointed at they And man they don't speak, they keep the petite
They shit is weak, I'm like the beat Bust that ass, super nigga class Me last in the game, no Sit and drink a fifth with my nigga James
Check your pulse while its throbbing The Squad, the entourage Get exquisite, get addicted, get
Fellas wanna test King but its risky He slap a nigga in his mouth like a bitch. G So kick rocks and back by the mile Them niggaz act funny style
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