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INTRO [Kardinal
Murderer,
Offishall, yeah
FOS crew,
The Circle,
Hill, yeah yeah
is how it go, on and on
To the like of wha what!
Yeah yeah, it out
[Kardinal
See me in MC spoken
Some provoken the Kardinal to speak on sights
As my word is bond, so is mental put a picture
Twist the vocal a taste of lime, into the drink of life
The is my wife
I impregnate her the to flex a new son
Entitled a composition, taught him how to
Now the sex don't stop, my wifey can't get
Of the hardcore, you want more type of stuff
That I bust all over her insides, sometime on the
Add a light to make sure the Immaculate Conception
Is wicked from to finish I kick it, mix it into the witch's brew
Add a vocal to the stew
Now they be, surfing me at Play De Track, rocking and others
Down to Sam Goodie what, peace to goodie
Rubbing a piece of talk and yo! That's all she wrote
all I said, as I take my wifey to the bed
And
CHORUS & Tara Chase]
On and on and on and on
We gonna keep it on to like the of wha!
On and on and on and on
We gonna keep it on to like the of wha!
On and on and on and on
We keep it on to like the break of wha!
On and on and on and on
We gonna keep it on to the break of wha!
[Kardinal
We gonna bring it to ya face (ewww!)
and mash up the jump 'till them sound like (ewww)
Kardinal (what), wicked like a (ewww)
Every crew know, that's why the like (ahhh)
Picture your menace to your society, soul to propriety
Lyricist of the year, and also the cause of you
A little nigga on my shoulder told me to rock ya like a boulder
Now I'm back, big up my chest like Jully
Ex-poets, a nigga see about he heard
If I didn't tell you so, there's no to the word
We sing, stop talking a man's
I bless the mic freshness, the Dr. Kay-bee handles the rest
Shout out to the one-tree, niggas from the J-C, to eastside
To the Eastside to up with Ill B
My KC bring him to the uptown
U to the P inside the E-W, scoop up gone for
Give the dreads a couple of daps, a couple raps
Inside the place niggas know my face, girlies the rest of the long physique
when I rock, the session goes

[Tara Chase] {Kardinal
{Capital Hill in this, with the one Miss}
{TC for mind brain, yo check it, yo}
Prepare for your departure from these planes
Rays emitting from the vocals liquefied brain
{What's your name
Miss Chase if you're nasty
Pulling Capital of the Hill if you ask me
You can't fuck Mickey, Mallory combination
Surround the world with our like global domination
you feel?}
Distortion to static is how you
Re-arrange your whole physical anatomy
Offishall]
For all them niggas we got you need
Kardinal Offishall, Chases
Capitol Hill, get the mic and do what you will
The y'all, check it out