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