[Mad I make heads nod like a hot-rod with A beer drinkin ??? gettin like alcoholics. I smash kids that fraulic or through the tulips Smack a ??? then whip his ass an orange ???. aggression I sanction on the mic Til the pressure from the frantic ??? young gun professor Yes sir i'm fresher, i dont to be a boaster, But i'm the guy thats fly like the great space One tough cookie, a rookie with the kids, To all the girls feelin all the pockets in my pants? No, but I I can do the hokey-pokey myself around, kid, 'cause I'm still fuckin broke.
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Child] Girls jock the way I rock obnoxious concoction, I'm swift with the gift to quick like i'm at an auction. The kid about 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 then i twist caps ??? but I be the better MC, my initials are official. Artificial get me riled up and thats rough, pup Your stuff sucks and I get wild and its love. The case facing no distortion, I'm takin out kids on the mic an abortion. They're forcin these punk stage ???, But still, I'd like a record deal.
Its the motha the fuck and the mad master fantastic, shit fit, 'cause you knows we have to. They me Drescot, 'cause 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 if you're laggin on the two-step, You on the J to the D E L Guess its kinda easy you're in the background, But here's a new sound. Baby that found. So check the 'cause I'm sweet like this, And if the there, I'm going to get licked quick. Bermudo, just wanna fuck your mind, But i just the beat, hit me two more times. 'cause its one for the Treble, two for the Honda Civic, If you dont know who this is, tell you who it is. Its the ??? from the idle-most. a lot of damn beats but I'm still flat broke, So to my niggas 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 turned a rapper. So, your hands to the beat vibe, But my are old news and i've got holes in my socks. I rock the mic in this group What the Hell, Well here's a little I've got to tell! two bad b-boys with big hopes and dreams, Who drive 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. a pop the ??? listen up to my story, He didnt even of saying sorry. But on track, to the fact, a record contract is usually black. So if you got one, be to get a lawyer, you'll be up shit without a paddle. Oh yeah, its no joke, my and be my son, Mama's cake, I dont want you to get burned. But me, I live on so I've be climbin that stuff, Just remember my name I'm a diamond in the rough.