This goes out to in the whole wide world coast gettin rowdy We dont represent out west we We out
And we about to tell yall, what its all So as I ease back this microphone Im a let it go to Little somethin this
Check it out, people, you are Whoever you with, ever you at ever you from, where ever you goin' Im gon put you up on this 'cause youse not knowin'
Let me take a time out to holler at ya You go get partners 'cause Im fit to drop a bug in your ear See what we have is, uh, ruh, yeah The helluva ill shit you fear
Thats cause we knowin' but you dont know 'Cause every nigga that hisself rappin' dont really flow Really though, Ill up my mind and take you places you cant go I woulda been a catcher behind the plate but you cant
you dont know but you dont hear me though Yo, this out My body collapse in the And snaps like a wild mongoose in a
Better watch your table manners, boy and give me Im servin shit, tune And laughin like a baboon On the way to the moon a stick and a broom
And the of the crop, hip hop, 'cause we be Crackin the on the poppin Be pimpin the whole punk block at the shop shop shape [unverified]
Sloppin the side of a pig pen the grape ape baboon Wanna see this, Jack o panted Planted ball that dont Against the wall you think
Well, thanks but no thanks, or no pranks Im a let em know they cant rank, bank or no I would if I could but I cant so I gon stop flowin But Ill put you up on this 'cause yous not knowin
Damn, Acey, flay me, he kinda hittin I bullshittin Written the fellowship, you know freestyle Meanwhile, back at the hall of Abstract, bust this, this track for suckers
Immediately exceeding the of normality By radically and automatically startin off Rap me, come on, perk a little, work a little In the nuclei, we are responding
dim the lights, I gotta really grab you 'Cause you just not knowin about I can climax to You rap too short, too long, too slow, too You lacks on point, you wrong, you wont
Im up on a foot, youre out on a bad note Im dope, ice, fresh, automatic, oh, yes Creatively talkin about how Im you vocally Your mouths not openin, man, you just not knowin,
These niggas got me fucked up, aw, what up, Abstract Rap dude, aint nobody fade the fresh You know them heavyweights, you know, what Im That Ganja K, you know, Im sayin
dolla holla comin with that Watts up, you know, what Im Its like I aint even tryin to understand why comin at me With nonsense, they aint knowin
See, I it, I geared it, I steered it I took it to the whole and everybody cheered it I it, I, yes, yalled it and they feared it I called it, I outlawed it and cleared it
Now I am I and it is it and thats But aint that a bitch? It shit Think, it aint all that, they say Forever and a day, to and die in L.A., California, U.S.A.
But I am a universal Ok, walkin the party Tryin to my way Bumped into my man, Ganja K
I a nigga a pound and he lit up a J I took a hit and a half and got and a hey My coconut was mellow but my vision was Looked on the floor and I seen my DJ
hands, [unverified] grand, he knows what to play So we for the booth to get the party on the way Walkin the crowd, I heard somebody say, hey It was Mikah 9, he said what up, a?
Tryin to make my pay, not to stray But you my forte, I let a sleepin dog lay We on old missin link In between the baboon and the man
They dont though They aint even to know this out
I and I echo old sentiments Rudimentary tenements, reverberates Ricochets to invertebrates all these spineless jellyfish Rhyme-less with no taste jazz
Enthusiastic, hemophiliacs Memorabilia or acting [unverified] [unverified] Miniature expenditures, spine adventures Keenly architechtures of a
That blockade and bust dental and dentures Hey, lets start a new business No, not dreaming, Ill be the pincher The by millimeter, doberman boombastic mix
Where while a rhyme of traffic, autobiographic Ethnic cleansing, benzing, Culture Oscars, inch by inch Deans and
Who foster my memories Collectible sacks of my and telebeam enemies with enemas Im leaving them and hopeless like the victim that falls in the scary cinema
Huh, huh, it was like three black And they like had skills, yeah, were like kinda, kinda funky and fresh and stuff Yeah, nigga, you just not