Cooling on the scene a horse in a stable A brother got ill and tried to snatch a fat I stepped back, like it no thing Punched him in the jaw with the fat ring I had an ace in the when it came to that (Yo P you was packing?) You know I'm Posse rolling it was hard to get with em So I stepped back, and unbuttoned my Lee kept coming, just like I figured So I stepped back, and started niggas
What a way to go out, out like a But I'm on track, like a Long Island That can head your mission, suckers who be Always on my jock like a snake hissing Grabbing and tapping me like Luther Take me to the bar for the drink and make a Giving best wishes to the MC The E the
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Cooling at a party, no yet disco Head feeling mellow a bottle of Cisco
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 keep the place jumping til the through Whether it's disco, hardcore, or rhythm and Take off your coat, won't you a while Check out the voice is smooth and mild like Wheel of Fortune, go on for big money Come cold the party, and leave wit ya honey
Gimme the cue, one two Don't try to off on me, because you doo-doo me the E Doubl-E, like a stepchild Well let me you homeboy you're living foul MC's, you who you are (On the bandwagon) Why P? (Cause you a star) This is the year that the joker's are wild When a fag can't hack it and try to the style I get hip to the scheme, it happens If it wild, then I start capping But for now, since calm Relate to the matter as I the bomb As I proceed to rock, the girls are Some brothers act hard but the rest are
Because I'm
I come on strong, like a Cast a spell a sucker, like witch Matilda Deliver a rhyme Federal Express My intention's not to dis, but For the and gents, the money 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 her man and start to flirt With the P) MD Double E'n I'm not skeezing, but All party goers, behind show-ers Who the not, fast slow flow of rhymes that form in my dome Out the mouth, to the
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