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Show & A.G. got the (the flavas)
Rollin the dwellas and the neighbors (the neighbors)
& A.G. got the flavas (the flavas)
Rollin the dwellas and the neighbors (the neighbors)

[D.
Hey yo no I'm the best in this rap business
No doubt I'm strapped, get back or get clapped son
I'm flippin one (don't be dumb)
You better run or end up like my victim
Shit that's real I already through
Scared from the threats I you (it's all in the mental)
niggas like I'm in the Central
Cuttin through that ass like a Ginsu as I to
Get big my nigs, A.G. & Showbiz
Now your idol was doin vital damage to your
Word straight up and down, MCs get crushed
I'll leave style cramped, my crew can't be touched
So when you the bomb you know it's D. Flow son
No one can fuck around, that's right (no one)

[Wali
Hey yo the on the dilz cause I play ball good (it's all good)
I'm still representin the
Big shouts to Uncle Pete, you're my one neighbor
No doubt I'm puffin later my nigga Gary Aida
Peace to Roc Raider and all the
gettin jealous, well it's the brothers (the brothers)
On some shit can't forget Shabazz
Representin not to mention that I'm cash
Get that or get with this because I'm kickin this
With the styles I'm runnin through like Emmit Smith

Arty]
Touchdown, I down MCs that step up
10 G's if you wanna MC up
The ghetto dwella's in hood, hoodie down
Stomps from the Bronx, the boogie man the Boogie Down
Momma told me there would be days like this
That I'd be rippin tracks, gettin paid with my
On tour, roar with hardcore stuff
call bluffs (I give em no chance) I make it more rough
(And even slow dance) on niggas faces, rugged, it
Them niggas got to it cause we made this
I'm papers with my peeps
As Party Arty keeps Bacardi so MCs meet the

[A.G.]
Check the method but don't the technique
Even made the dime bitches get weak when the vets speak
(Hopin) That your head meets my bed
(Now open) Like the Red Sea cause I'm potent
Don't fit? Don't force it, Flow got that
Who do with that voodoo, my doll it's cordless
All this and that and some
Get paid to put raps on tracks, I that's my income
The beat chills so they be back for refills
(My man shows his street skills) here to the Peekskills
Kill the rumors, givin MCs tumors
Time to step off the set, gotta jet like

(2x)]

[Method
What the blood clot, son lick a shot, show love in the area
me not, mass hysteria
My revolves around blunts, the Methical
The one and only piece original, never
One love to my A.G.
A true giant in the industry, hold shoes up
(Word to God, youknowI'msayin)
Yeah, how it's goin down, you know who got the flava
We got the flava, the
So bring it on, so it on, all you muthafuckin corns, yeah