'98 keep it real son 'cuz I guess, I someday that Wild to the Child will rock at will son, keep them speakers Body movin', Wild Child has proven, mad paranoia Like them nice and smooth and when I flip flop Wreck shop, we be hip hop when you see me
Always in that you callin' tip top, coolin' effect I'm full in Droolin' over mad lib beats, yo, who's pullin' plugs on thugs? Who's greedy with their Wheaties, spraying 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 someday that Wild to the Child will at will son Got to it real son 'cuz I guess I feel someday That Wild to the Child rocks at
Watch ya front and when MED terror attacks that rhyme that's known to bring the terror dome so freeze back On the I'm quick to get with you then I'm twisting you back When you enter my zone, where you're at
In combat, come prepared or ya better beware 'Cuz over here we bring the real, it's like a don't care I'll bust my into ya area, takin' over your spot And got it locked for the simple 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 MC's that fakin' there's no justice or peace My rhymes will get into the middle of ya mind like smokin That leaves niggas in the of only shows us what ya made of So put ya money down 'cuz I'm out to break ya
Hey yo it's mad lib the bad kid, back from outer Still on that pure order MC race But what comes after my styles irregular Modules antecdotes for underground hits
But if you can't catch it today, it's probably too 'Cuz we about to the 388, relate the beat conductor Constructor, water loop to add pressure for measure You'll need my anesthesia catchin' amnesia You'll end up with a
From not knowing the crate diggas is blowin' The spot, this lot, empty 'cuz I got CDP plus the Pack, perfect combination improvisation, while I leave the next healthy wack MC Sick as a emergency patient
Yo I'll be chillin', realize oh be straight known to be villain Ya that tall nigga to get up in that ass like Bust the skills I kick the savage lines that blind your crew Line 'em up and watch 'em fall, I be jukin' 'cuz you all can't
Relevant mission, lot of y'all dissin' unstoppable dishin', lot of y'all kissin' My ass, you know the flavor I step upon the scene Yo I'll your birds in rage like menstruation
Seein' but blood when I step out the station Got your vocal 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 been that bottom line Got Lootpack and the Assassins on the Classic plastic when I break emcees down just like vlastic 'Cuz they the real but when the real comes they still dumb
Actin' like they the half So you gots ta jack 'em Oh no, my know the rebel hero I come through wild to that level zero