[Mad I make heads nod like a hot-rod with A beer drinkin ??? gettin like alcoholics. I smash that fraulic or tip-toe through the tulips Smack a ??? then his ass like an orange ???. With I sanction on the mic Til the pressure from the people frantic ??? young gun Yes sir i'm fresher, i need to be a boaster, But i'm the guy thats fly like the great coaster One tough cookie, still a rookie the kids, To have all the girls feelin all the pockets in my No, but I I can do the hokey-pokey Turn myself around, kid, I'm still fuckin broke.
- sample scratch]
[Mad jock the way I rock this obnoxious concoction, I'm swift with the gift to talk like i'm at an auction. The angry kid to flip, my lid and rock the cradle, Try to battle, its suicidal, my is fatal, so Strap on the wrist-straps I never the piss-flaps When I rap i tap the bottle then i caps ??? but I be the MC, 'cause my initials are official. Artificial styles get me riled up and rough, pup Your stuff sucks and I get wild and its love. The space facing no distortion, I'm takin out on the mic like an abortion. They're forcin these punk suckers ???, But still, I'd like a record deal.
Its the motha the fuck and the mad master fantastic, Makin fit, 'cause you knows we have to. They call me Drescot, I got nothin to lose, the 1s and the 2s. Fools see me in the year of '94, So let me grab Heiny from the stow. ??? of the dragon if laggin on the two-step, You on the J to the D E L its kinda easy when you're in the background, But here's a new sound. Baby I've found. So check the linguistics I'm sweet like this, And if the liquor's there, I'm to get licked quick. Bermudo, people just wanna your mind, But i just the beat, hit me two more times. its one for the Treble, two more for the Honda Civic, If you dont know who this is, I'ma you who it is. Its the ??? Asian the idle-most. Make a lot of damn beats but I'm still broke, So pick-up to my of the B.S. crew, Hey, crystal's in the house. I you knew.
[Mad I'm damper, smooth the rough like a lapper, '86 skater later into a rapper. So, your hands to the beat vibe, But my shoes are old news and got holes in my socks. I the mic swell in this group What the Hell, Well here's a story I've got to tell! About two bad b-boys with big and dreams, Who across the country just to step on the scene. I signed the dotted-line but I i'm a bust, Because i've been in my car for about 6 months. Without a pop the ??? up to my story, He didnt even of saying sorry. But back on track, to the fact, a contract is usually black. So if you got one, be to get a lawyer, 'cause be up shit without a paddle. Oh yeah, its no joke, my and be my son, tastin cake, I dont want you to get burned. But me, I live on Hip-Hop so be climbin that stuff, Just my name 'cause I'm a diamond in the rough.