[ murray ] Yo, hey yo, I step out the shell a black pearl But to destroy you of all worlds I eat you inside out like The best, I lose a rhyme contest troublesome black rolls flows Bleed internal like a bloody nose Props like crops boot clarks wit no socks Parking space stay out my lot You my voice, you see my face, you know my name I take it out your ass and it to the game I with words, go to war with ideas You defeat me in a million years The of the rapture Is you either get killed, wound, or captured They shoot you up so bad til the end you But then you got caught up in my thought
Miss thing, there is no guest tonight (sampled)
[ ] Yo, yo, yo, yo I get on the mic badoobedut kick roundhouse You the motha fucka let me find out When I mines out I could mr. keebler for all his chips ahoy out the chalk town house Give you static like mixer got the ground out Hug you wit my in your grandmas pouch Im down south wit outkast wit out Wicked enough to throw the gun in james bond You know e and keith when we I be in more hoods than that big fork and spoon on kitchen wall And overall, on a protocal My style is kabal, him For the Fools call me the I punch you in your face christmas on two fifth While the cops the jamaican hide pot When I stomp I leave the shoe size of
Miss thing is no guest list tonight
[ sermon ] Yo, yo Its e the assassin antonio a few of my enemies by the bodegas So it, some of y'all should go back to basics Before the prom, before spacik Reevaluate right for you From the or was it something you wanted to do fucker I dig a hole so deep you return And hear about the episode on stern Im born wit heart I ya Hit ya wit the fishing deep and take your yacht master Playing me one thats unforgivin I got a body one count and we bullshittin We be in the mix, milk wit quik In the business I work every Im bigger, better, and So however, wherever, whenever,
Miss thing there is no guest list ( 4x )