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Hit the floor tuck and roll E's on
I'm your motherfucker but not Maguire
I'm the dark skinned Mac 10 who get busy
Effective puttin' in the proper perspective

Strapped with the gat bustin' caps the map
Yo the back royalties and ASCAP, yeah
I'm six two fat went with the chrome
and jewels estates with the swimmin' pools

And the sauna, piggedy-puffin' on marijuana
From Tiajuana, miggedy-mess and youse a goner
I stash the cash don't flash the cash
You figgedy-front on this kid I smash ass

Chiggedy-check the one two-er, bringin' it the sewer to the land
Cross the burnin' sand,
Back to Business with my
Got plans to blow, solidifyin all positions in the
Like coalition, stiggedy-stop look and

To the hot shit, I'm the Tale of Bronx shit
Call me Sonny, pounds of money
Bringin' raw music, my style swoosh
say, "Mister" when you introduce me

Yeah uh, and Das EFX, time to flex
Like Funkmaster, Back to Business in tape deck
Steel, I hold it, put it blindfolded
Hangin' upside down, bust it, then it

Yo, I'm up from Virginia, on the linear
Havin dinner y'all, this dimepiece named Levinia
Cellular ringin', Books how ya livin'
Fat Thanksgiving, drop some shit like a pigeon

Yo, the boogie banger, biggedy-black Rover to
Danger, I'm the planet like Kramer
My iggidy-anger, slaughter, iggidy-out of
Split your monkey ass in half Moses split the wiggidy-water

You by the way, we do our thing
Do
Pick up the mic, hot, and you swing
Say
Pick up the mic, hot, and make it
Yo, cold wax and tax MC's who to act ill

You by the way, we do our thing
Do
Pick up the mic, hot, and you swing
Say
Pick up the mic, hot, and it swing
Yo, wax and tax MC's who tend to act ill

Any hype, out the door, it
the Squadron wants, uhh bill it
E P M D out the box we be
We hold the title, like hold the bible

God bless, to any MC who test
Survival of the fittest, fuck it or death
With manuevers, rapper slash producer
Puttin; it down with E-Dub, in the

Some riggidy-real thugs, sex hip-hop and
Liggidy-left rugs, drinkin' beers out of gold mugs
Slugs in the barrel, on brand apparel
Briggidy-bringin' drama like John Travolta in

But niggidy-no for that, Smith squeeze the gat
Ease 'em back, or niggaz gon' biggidy-bleed, in
wiggidy wild shine like the head, of Golden Child
Corrupt styles, sinister smile, we takin' to trial

You intrigued by the way, we do our
Do
up the mic, hot, and make you swing
Say
Pick up the mic, hot, and it swing
Yo, cold wax and tax MC's who to act ill

You by the way, we do our thing
Do
up the mic, hot, and make you swing
Say
up the mic, hot, and make it swing
Yo, cold wax and tax who tend to act ill