[Red gettin' mad props, like on the movie set So take that to the races, 'cause a sure bet How you lose when you're rollin' with the right stuff? I'm smooth on the mic, but I like to drop rough When I let go, on the techno Sell me soul for a million? Um, no I freak on the budha tip, suckers slip and lose grip When I and trip, oooh, a nice busted lip But I'm a freaker, for the 'Cause when I smoke a blunt I'm than a church stepel That's why I gotta thank God for what I was My are fat, and that's the way I'm really livin' So check it, you know I come to wreck it, I do damage And like Don King, you manage 'Cause my stacks up, my number one backup And we even pack up we cut no static, we just kick ballistics So mess around unless you really wanna risk it I'm runnin' down tracks as if were a relay I I've blown your mind, yes there's no need for a replay I'm thinkin' it, suckers still be freakin' at it Yes passed this mamage, now I'm coming automatic So jump off my wagon, my crew was laggin' Hittin' skins, writin' rhymes, we're on the ball, taggin' Like juveniles, with the phat groovy Never been to Egypt, but still, we like to flow like the got that? Make sure that you get it 'Cause I break more points Swayze, and I can bet it
Resign, I'm next in line, 'cause that spot's The Emcees intwine, I turn, and are hung the spine 'Cause you the fist, and the fury I let lose I'm Quick to break you and bury your head like a goose You deuce, I'm the ends that makes the point in this race Deface your whole and erase terror in the place Shed the dark, I clear park with the rhyme, I be swingin' like gates, I ill flows that I to ya I make 'em go through ya, Misfit, I knowledge just to get psycho like puma
I devestate the crew as we penetrate Refresh our buddha with the sess that stimulates Another rhyme, yes a rhyme, yo it's that time You step with intricance and catch a blast my nine Ten, let's rewind to it all again And revise and memorize lyrics to tell a friend
You yank the plug on the vibe (hip-hop is livin') really livin' You can't yank the plug on the I'm givin'
Phat, I cause static and havoc to me victims Watch out, I'm a big rap star bash for the pen And hittin', I'm splittin' g's in threes when I preceed Indeed, take To this lesson and lead I bring Off course, lyrics when I come up, flame stitchin' the souls of opponents like a torch The essence, eternally to hold my own On the phone, I got a knack for throwin' and stones to break bones A commander in command, in control, at the I gotta blast ass if you step in my realm But since I sliced and your prime rib into minced meat My feat was your defeat, so take a loss and a My zone, get your own and your off my bone And now I leave you hangin' like
[Red Check my lingo, 'cause on phat track, I'm a let go Lyrics to catch like Koresh in Waco In the of hip-hop, I love it with a passion So wacth as a the mic and flex in this fashion Like Jane Fonda, 'cause I got like a Honda We're here to hip-hop, way beyond yonder I wonder, how far could we take it without out? 'Cause bad to the bone beyond a shadow of a doubt When I'm to the verse, I've got a ninja-like swiftness And known to stone the mic with the stiffness the underground, my grand central station I do what I want, and called an occupation And what I do is for the whole damn nation Keep hip-hop for another generation