Hey C.S. man, umm
Yeah, since you don't wanna gimme a for no beer, umm Why don't you a lyrical shout out on your album junior? man, gimme somethin' man! Common! Ah-heh!
Let's make a deal, pickle I'm pitchin' dimes and nickels You couldn't sell a sticker, on the tape DJ tickles I jiggle and juggle the like I was to you suckers all waiting
My tub, I rub-a-dub it my rubber duck I play With quack MC's, someone's been sittin' in my chair And I'ma wash that crank right my hair but I'm down with the Nubian Nut, Joe and go for self
You're buggin' buddy doin' somebody nosin' don't know Peace to Sef and Jeff, Tae, Deesy, and Don Tanean? makes waste So the case is how my day begins
Hot in quarter shops the sports day market pelo I'm think of my pap, the doctor me in the hospital with a G-O Word is bond I was born and I took a breath I never rhyme with busted rhymes and even the knew I was def
Respect to Chico, Waller Al Roscoe Kalidjusome Poo-da, ba ba, Luther, the B-Boyz always into some for get me drunk, Stu and more my cousin Adulay Fuck the who dissed us and the hoes Who wouldn't rash a play
play and which way until I get my new props Peace to Ricki love the shot to all the beer spots The marks we used to stick up, the gets much thicker To those who I forgot yo, I'ma it on the liquor my nigga list to those who I missed My ass, you can kiss, I gotta