[Red gettin' mad props, like on the movie set So take that to the races, 'cause a sure bet How could you lose when rollin' with the right stuff? I'm smooth on the mic, but still I like to drop I let go, never on the techno Sell me for a million? Um, heck no I freak on the tip, suckers slip and lose their grip When I flip and trip, oooh, a busted lip But I'm a freaker, for the when I smoke a blunt I'm higher 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 I come to wreck it, I do much damage And like Don King, you can't 'Cause my crew stacks up, my one backup And we don't pack up 'Cause we cut no static, we just kick So mess around unless you really wanna risk it I'm runnin' down as if they were a relay I I've blown your mind, yes there's no need for a replay When I'm thinkin' it, suckers be freakin' at it Yes I've passed this mamage, now I'm coming So jump off my wagon, my was never laggin' Hittin' skins, writin' rhymes, then we're on the ball, Like juveniles, with the phat styles Never been to Egypt, but still, we to flow like the Nile Everybody got that? sure that you get it 'Cause I break more than Swayze, and I can bet it
Resign, I'm next in line, 'cause spot's mine The Emcees intwine, I turn, and are hung from the you the sized fist, and the fury I let lose I'm Quick to break you down and bury your head a goose You deuce, I'm the that makes the break point in this race your whole name and erase terror in the place Shed the dark, I clear park the rhyme, I be swingin' like gates, I illustrate ill flows that I to ya I make 'em go through ya, Misfit, I knowledge just to get like puma moona
I devestate with the crew as we our buddha bless with the sess that stimulates Another rhyme, yes a funky rhyme, yo it's time You with intricance and catch a blast from my nine Ten, let's to hear it all again And and memorize there lyrics to tell a friend
You can't the plug on the vibe (hip-hop is livin') really livin' You can't the plug on the vibe I'm givin'
Phat, like I 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, heed To this and lead I bring forth Off course, lyrics hittin' when I come up, flame stitchin' the souls of a blow torch The essence, eternally able to my own On the phone, I got a knack for throwin' sticks and stones to break A commander in command, in control, at the I gotta blast ass if you step in my realm But since I sliced and diced your prime rib into meat My feat was your defeat, so take a and a seat My zone, get your own and your off my bone And now I you hangin' like Stallone
[Red Check my lingo, 'cause on this 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 grab the mic and flex in this Like Fonda, 'cause I got moves like a Honda here to bring hip-hop, way beyond yonder I wonder, how far could we take it without selling 'Cause we're bad to the bone beyond a shadow of a When I'm first to the verse, got a ninja-like swiftness And to stone the mic with the bonafide stiffness >From the underground, my grand central I do what I want, and called an occupation And what I do is for the whole damn nation Keep hip-hop alive for generation