The crew mics of the round table Unstable mc's on stage we the best Get by the dragnet Lyrics Now on you can imagine
It's mo', mo' deadly a 64 The same m.o., kill you slow When you hear me for the first It's like you seen 5-0 a trunk full of dope You start to speak, choke like a ho deep throat Next thing you know your kickin' my instead of your own Over intrumental Create your new style, can't even think to hit the beat that 'till you heard our on wax
Take a hit, I get your brain like an opium stick Feel it deep in your blood the quickening, the light appears to be flickering 'cause I'm you from every perspective No or projectiles these style Travel over all terrains got (? ? ? ? ) I make like jupiter, slam into earth And the gets worse on the next verse
Chorus: we came to groove tonight, stop, won't stop we move the mic (4x)
Steppin' to Like touching a thermonuclear Enters my style, is the charged And be so much potential That you should not come is the unknown And I'm not you ready to go
Opio, each I make has a strategy Graphically describing scenarios ken nordine While you were snorting lines I wrote lines thwarting all to undermine hiero to nothin', all sting like professor x Step in the it gets complex No sustaining the lyrical Necks snap the impact world turns black from the rap
Yeah, but now it's time to my peace To muthaphuckas who need out of life than just jeeps And freaks who find whatever in the ass speech a smoke-out, freestylin' With sirens down the street 'cause it can't stop, won't like a hit and run I (? ? ? ? ) mc's work is never done But cool I to battle you sucka ass crews Hit 'em the 012 And with my pockets full
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