(Slimkid3) Aiyo we got minutes, man! Yo, yo Brown. Sup, man, we got five Imani, go.Yo, Ro! Let's go.
(Bootie Fiction) Devastating creating, innovating Got you anticipating the of the Cyde Don't you worry, hold it down like Burry (?) Well-seasoned like curry from or Jamaica Bring yuh gal to de mi posse may tek her Then cake her, how flipping thoughts skipping for the sabotage while the entourage Take her somewhere remote, got her like a cargo pod Our lyrics like camouflage You be wondering what's like Rog
(Imani/Citizen Strange) Yeah, son zoom like the You and your cartoon platoon Gets eradicated, y'all barely it Listen to the words of the man, now I'm faded Now I'm elevated, and now I'm to state it Your entire empire is tired, y'all need to Like an old player cause your is now expired!
(Slimkid3) on, I rap wise and lyrically baptize, respect Resurrect em they're holy, holding blessed communion Redesign laws of union in a Connect the eyes to energize evil lurks in lies Steals your breath and then you die, no one you cry Now he's off to the next urging eye Our excursion eliminates folks that's purging Like virgin we be conquering, with surgery
(Chorus x2) On tight beats we lurk, to drive you suckers shook, what a skirt Companies how to jerk Crews come together, put love back in it Network, we network!
(Black Thought) You tossed aside, talk/hustle is the way we Cover your ears, your clothes, your eyes look alive The high, draw swift out the holster boy ragamuffin, roots and culture It gets deep, I dive beneath the street Then rise through concrete new and improved beats And kick emcees in teeth with steel cleats Extreme like war and but none the least
(Imani/Citizen Strange) We retract it, then the got subtracted Then you got attacked and attracted to matter it's Like a magnet, expression through touring Two majestic rap bands foreign lands With the mic in hand I took command You to destroy, we here to build and plan Hella from the trees we bought, beware Cause you can get by the all-out Verbal assault, Pharcyde and Black
(Bootie Fiction) Pharcyde mad hits, see ya man through Some lab test, grab vest while I To with acute precision, cause collision Got up in the head bobbing, neck jerking And trying to get my polished networking Merging, converging to your melon Have you yelling, crew bail in The complete steez, young look up to us Like trapeze, they love the way we it It's the Roots inside guaranteed to bring it to these Got individuals residuals for the mic
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(Black Thought) Yo, my spit shit making your neck hurt now in tune to the sounds of the expert A hundred of this widespread chaos About to blow the sextet of Miles Dave-ahs Thought the Illafive on the Phar-cidic The blizzard rap style, y'all can fit it The head farmer, crush/kill the bad Full armor sounds, emcees can never hit it
(Slimkid3) Venom I spit it, backdraft when we lit it Blow chemical contents, I exercise this convent Who done this cause we did this, booked and Unlimited turn, early bird the worm My penicillin heals, turns we trying to burn Rub me down lubriderm, we the cure and you're the germ you with the fluid, make you do it like sherm Keep you up the end of the term
(Bootie Fiction) Niggas green with envy they had gamma treatment Find it hard to compete with, I'm on steep shit Climbing, you're on it like Hymen (?) My skills I always polish it up till shining a brother with a brand new Lex Rhymes on it sporting two tecs With lights make the red dot Bring it your face while you're
(Imani/Citizen Strange) White white hot, Burn your shit down a towering inferno Selecting and connecting them grooves To make you move, move you all like you Verbal when we spray words on the mic like aerosol
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