Cooling on the scene like a horse in a A brother got ill and to snatch a fat cable I stepped back, like it wasn't no Punched him in the jaw the fat gold ring I had an ace in the when it came to that (Yo P you was packing?) You know I'm Posse kept rolling it was to get with em So I stepped back, and unbuttoned my Lee They kept coming, like I figured So I stepped back, and spraying niggas
What a way to go out, out like a But I'm on track, like a Island train That can head your mission, who be dissing Always on my like a snake always hissing Grabbing and tapping me like Luther Take me to the bar for the drink and make a Giving wishes to the best MC The E the
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Cooling at a party, no yet disco Head feeling mellow from a bottle of
To crush and fry a MC like Crisco Every chance I get, I try to That's one less new jack, who tried to act ill I the place jumping til the party's through it's disco, hardcore, or rhythm and blues Take off your coat, you stay a while Check out the that is smooth and mild like Wheel of Fortune, go on for big money Come cold rock the party, and wit ya honey
Gimme the cue, one two Don't try to off on me, because you doo-doo Treating me the E Doubl-E, a stepchild Well let me tell you homeboy you're living MC's, you who you are (On the bandwagon) Why P? (Cause you a star) This is the that when the joker's are wild When a fag hack it and try to bite the style I get hip to the scheme, it happens If it wild, then I start capping But for now, since calm to the matter as I drop the bomb As I to rock, the girls are clocking Some act hard but the rest are jocking
I'm housing
I come on strong, a bodybuilder Cast a spell upon a sucker, like witch a rhyme like Federal Express My intention's not to dis, but For the ladies and gents, the was spent To see the E-P-Double-E-M-D (yes the event) In concert, not bout oos n boos (because we do work) To your body jerk (To make your girl want to leave her man and start to the P) Double-E MD Double E'n I'm not skeezing, but All party goers, also show-ers Who the not, fast slow flow of rhymes that form in my dome Out the mouth, to the
I'm housing