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A few words, and whaddya know?
Oh, know? He comes

Down, like water, fresh out the clouds
Drown you terrible weather
Nobody does it better than I, so approved by Simon
Most rappers is real hard, but still rhymin'

To all, rise and shine, give God the
I give a percent of mine to Bert and Cory
And still got and employees to pay
So me Lord, we'll settle up towards the end of my days

My ways of control is to swallow
Known to lead, but some would see me follow behind
Sorry to disappoint, but dis mine
your indie but say no

More or blind you like spit did to Remo
To the dirt and edit the clip and Kano
My mens problems like Timbs
See it all in they face, ask Mase, he got to win

Scores to settle, crews to
You rush right in to see him do it with a
Long Isle y'all, longevity sustainin' my celebrity status
From AM to PM, you see him on file

I was told to step righteous, so when it's
will say I stepped right
And through religion, or stopped by the cop
shinin' his in my face, I'm bound to see the light

A few words, and whaddya know?
Oh, whaddya know? He

Aiyyo, I'm up against these walls, here's my stiff straight up
Dazzle and razzlin' broads I'm little Juan Magic
Magnetically handle mics, don't drop
Top drama every time these commas don't

Pop like lint on your shirt, the net worth
To shoot the rock homey in courts of ball
Four do it, so we bring all six
I circumcise the track, you just a

Overlapped and
Skin repeated like Stutterin'
I repeat yesterday, it don't stop
George of this poor pop, put to Scarlet
In a she believes, much better than your lies

She say she lookin' in my eyes, bullshit
Same crock she done ran to duck, crammin' to
I put the pudding on her Bill Cosby
I tried to speak my piece in court but Mills paused me

Bifocusedly die hopeless
Yo cry poker face, you oughta try it one time
When God is an non pos', you stand to
Demanded like on trial, we want free

Man cock aim ready, it's you MC
So you bust bee-bee guns, graffiti runs
Through my since cable with the wired remote
Woodgrainin' like you wired his

C'mon, Toney and De La Soul
We was rhymin through the frozen since 8 years old
Take us back to eighty-eight, you couldn't our flow
A group of kids so original, you

C'mon, Pretty Toney and De La
We was rhymin through the frozen street 8 years old
Take us back to eighty-eight, you couldn't our flow
A of kids so original

Tony 'Tana big hammers for bad manners who got 'em
We kiss cannons for Scrangelous crew, and his dancers
is forbidden pah, pay that tax
And don't you ever look at us funny, boy, we'll rap back

And that'll you like Superman, chased by a group of men
With dyna-mics, hip-hop'll do you in
For you Loo Goo Kim, or Moo Loo Inn
hoop all bitches crew full with brand new Keds

Cutmaster 'em, make sure we cut classics
Buck bastards in broad day and tuck
Next to and Qusay, how can the group shoot the PA
And lay whooptay, whooptay?

Use the ruse, beads and snatch a dude's toupee
Since tunin' into T-La AJ
Ghostface gats is squeezed like a glass of OJ
you can go cruising' in my OJ

A few short words, and whaddya
Oh, know? He comes