Yeah, what I'm talkin' about do it
Kanye West, c'mon me up And Black Thought, c'mon me up And Monch, c'mon turn me up And Talib Kweli in the with
Guerrilla monsoon rap all the like, who dat? Got the whole crowd like, how ya do Nigga you, get smacked ya blue black And ya crew, me dap like true dat
We come through and all the like, who dat? Got the whole like, how ya do dat? Nigga you, get 'til ya blue black And ya crew, give me dap true dat
Yo, I hit these Rmcees with the grip of death I was a Vulcan Ain't a lot of ifs and ands, it's straight talkin' hard to swallow at times, so take portions Bitin' off more than you can chew, create
Emcee species endangered like Rappers is spittin' nails into they own Hear come the moves rocket launchin' Black Thought, quit him close and back up off him
Kweli, spruce to the tree, to the Lee The Emcee, that your favorite rapper used to be One by one I knock 'em out like Schoolly D, my rhymes is A flea could move a tree, before ya ya movin' me
A black and blue emcees, new to me, get smacked stupidly That lack skills, like the black community unity Still my rhymes like Ali De Phrase Step off the to shouts of Kweli boomayyay
See these four Emcees came to get the rap game, change ya whole sound Nigga you , gotta, the plot ta Movin' and groovin' and always alot ta
I'll outfox the, Porsche ya Boxster talk Break the on some old Frank Sinatra Slash Chi Town, slash Check the blast from Geneva, you can get silly
Guerrilla monsoon rap all the like, who dat? Got the whole crowd like, how ya do Nigga you, get smacked 'til ya blue And ya crew, give me dap like dat
We come through and all the like, who dat? Got the crowd like, how ya do dat? Nigga you, get 'til ya blue black And ya crew, give me dap true dat
Okay, my sound drenches, each of the senses And hold the shock value of fences It's truth or consequences, wit us or against us Is you a dedicated soldier, or you a princess,
I'm in it to win it and not for the Got a crib a Grammy and a gat on the shelf Nan nigga competition, gotta battle And me and on a mission, gettin' Pharoahe for help
natives walkin' in trailor tears to players sippin' Belvedere We always comin' well prepared, and all my smellin' fear Plus, even my niggaz from the say you hella scared Truth or consequences, and all senses be aware
Your style under developed there, hell if I What hardship you claim to see, but I can by your stare Nigga you fugazi, sayin' ya blazin' Like sayin' Miss is a true Jamaican, we makin'
monsoon rap, smell the fumes, get in tune wit it When I attack your city, y'all gon' think Dr. did it Spit it white trash in seed spittin' contests With a vendetta sent a betta letter bomb to Congress
I'm pissed, cumulus clouds of Words of the Thor, the rawness that'll restore ya Unless, you be leg and armless That's for those who believe in bomb threats
Guerrilla monsoon rap all the shorties like, who Got the crowd like, how ya do dat? Nigga you, get 'til ya blue black And ya crew, give me dap true dat
We come and all the shorties like, who dat? Got the whole like, how ya do dat? Nigga you, get smacked 'til ya blue And ya crew, give me dap like true dat,
what I'm talkin' about, that's what I'm talkin' about C'mon, that's what I'm talkin' about, yeah, that's what I'm about C'mon, that's what I'm talkin' about, yeah, that's I'm talkin' about [Incomprehensible] Kanye West, Black Thought, Pharoahe