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[Common]Yeah, one two...
Yeah, where my nigga Jay
ya at? (Yeah! )
(Oooh, you say you got guns, then bring shit) what?
(You say you got ones, then that shit
Cause you need a lot more ones and guns for this)
(To get my man see we bout to some) HOT SHIT
Yeah, one two...
Bout to spit that, HOT
Huh... whoo! Yeah...
Turn it nigga, HOT SHIT
Yeah... (oooh)

Messenger in the +Apocalypse+ here and +Now+
Niggaz know the ledge, so don't come near the style
I appear in clouds on some heaven to earth
Fake drown the deeper the verse gets
Deep as a skinny girl's cunt - I surface the purpose
To let y'all niggaz the demo
Voice is a instrument that's
You fuck with the style if you was a nympho
Raised in the temple of Chi, to look into the eye
I identify with dobbs and weaves, and niggaz moves
That bob and weave, and niggaz jobs on the side sell weed
I feed off the that a bum or abandoned child gets
Freaky, Marv Albert, in outfits, by Chaka Givens
I how I got God but don't got religion
Got a clip for these on the net, sellin my shit
just say you Ramone and I'm Spit
In a habitat of and battle raps
And people that travel at the speed of
Never agree with the of the world
Cats say anything - like say to they girl
How you it when you sit indian style?
Niggaz know me as Com time hear me go wild
HOT SHIT, yeah...
HOT SHIT, yeah, one two...
Came to it boy

(You say you got guns, bring that shit
You say you got ones, then that shit
Cause you a lot more ones and guns for this) what?

(To get my man see we bout to some) HOT SHIT
No doubt... HOT SHIT!

[Common]Old men see young men dream dreams
I rock the - recognize - I'm the C.R.E.A.M.
Com Rules Everything and is
How yo' man yo' weight - he ain't carryin his
Scary the biz is "The Blair Witch Project"
Experiment in rooms on some bare bitch
State senators, life twirls, most out
- like a dread with a white
You want me to with you and the Gods?
I just did a show - I'm these broads
I ain't tryin to fuck
Wanna feel presence and conversation a touch
You'll get split a date that's dutch scuffed and scraped up
Taped up for tryin to say - ever you was about to say
You rap like a that's about to spray
Get a shot, for openin your mouth to say
my heat in the night - it leaves you without the day
What I is a passage for niggaz to travel through
Before defeatin me - Joe, you battle you
I tap into my own zone like it's my home
Turn the off and let my dome roam
I gotta do white labels to keep my life stable
I fatal bringin niggaz to life
A wise man came in the of the night
He said THAT SHIT when you pick up the mic
I said, "What shit?"
He said HOT SHIT, hot shit, hot

(You say you got guns, bring that shit) uhhh
(You say you got ones, then that shit
Cause you a lot more ones and guns for this) uhh
(Me and my man, see we to spit this) HOT SHIT
Hot shit, yeah, yeah, uhh
we spit Jay? (Throw it down nigga)
HOT SHIT, uh, yeah, uh, c'mon, (keep it goin)
HOT SHIT...
HOT SHIT...
HOT SHIT... yeah, boy (keep it goin)
HOT SHIT... out
HOT...