'98 keep it real son I guess, I feel someday that Wild to the Child will at will son, keep them speakers boomin' Body movin', Wild Child has proven, causin' mad Like them kids nice and smooth and when I flop Wreck shop, we be hip hop you see me drop
Always in that shape you tip top, coolin' effect I'm full in Droolin' over mad lib beats, yo, guess pullin' plugs on thugs? Who's greedy with Wheaties, spraying rhymes like graffiti Formally known as the CDP Assassins, DJ is in effect And yo his ass is in of the plastic
Keep it real son, I I feel someday that Wild to the will rock at will son Got to keep it real son 'cuz I guess I feel That Wild to the rocks at will
Watch ya front and back MED terror attacks With that rhyme known to bring the terror dome so freeze back On the microphone I'm quick to get you then I'm twisting you back you enter my zone, realize where you're at
In full combat, come or ya better beware 'Cuz over here we bring the real, like a style don't care I'll bust my rhyme into ya area, over your spot And got it locked for the simple fact the rhyme don't
It's worldwide when I'm on the crews who step to CDP Assassins, the Lootpack the crew We got the verbal mentality with them so ya listen If you feel I hurt ya feelings, then ya wack so I'm
All you weak MC's that fakin' there's no or peace My rhymes will get into the middle of ya mind like smokin That leaves niggas in the state of only shows us ya made of So put ya money down 'cuz lyrically I'm out to ya
Hey yo it's mad lib the bad kid, back from space Still on that order MC master race But what comes after my rhyme irregular Modules antecdotes for underground hits
But if you can't it today, it's probably too late 'Cuz we to detonate the 388, relate the beat conductor Constructor, loop to add pressure for every measure You'll need my anesthesia catchin' amnesia end up with a seizure
From steppin' not knowing the crate diggas is The spot, this lot, empty 'cuz I got CDP Assassins plus the Pack, combination Free improvisation, while I the next healthy wack MC Sick as a doctor's patient
Yo I'll be chillin', oh be straight known to be that villain Ya that tall nigga to get up in that ass penicillin Bust the skills I kick the savage verbal lines that blind crew Line 'em up and 'em fall, I be jukin' 'cuz you all can't ball
Relevant impossible mission, lot of dissin' Elements unstoppable dishin', lot of kissin' My ass, you know the flavor when I upon the scene Yo I'll leave your birds in rage like
Seein' but blood when I step out the station Got vocal fluctuating worldwide Be DVD set when I demonstrate up in a battle You end up in a suicide line, I'm beyond your
You gotta recline and chill 'cuz I past that bottom line Got Lootpack and the Assassins on the Classic upon plastic I break emcees down just like vlastic 'Cuz speak the real but when the real comes they still dumb
Actin' like they the half So verbally you gots ta 'em Oh no, my know the rebel hero When I come through to that level zero