[Red We're gettin' mad props, on the movie set So take that to the races, 'cause it's a bet How could you lose when you're with the right stuff? I'm smooth on the mic, but I like to drop rough When I let go, never on the me soul for a million? Um, heck no I freak on the tip, suckers slip and lose their grip When I flip and trip, oooh, a nice 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 pockets are fat, and that's the way I'm really So it, you know I come to wreck it, I do much damage And Don King, you can't manage my crew stacks up, my number one backup And we don't even up 'Cause we cut no static, we kick ballistics So mess around unless you really wanna risk it I'm runnin' down tracks as if they were a I know blown your mind, yes there's no need for a replay When I'm thinkin' it, still be freakin' at it Yes passed this mamage, now I'm coming automatic So jump off my wagon, my was never laggin' Hittin' skins, writin' rhymes, then we're on the ball, Like juveniles, the phat groovy styles Never been to Egypt, but still, we like to flow like the Everybody got that? Make sure you get it I break more points 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 the spine you the sized fist, and the fury I let lose I'm Quick to break you down and bury head like a goose You deuce, I'm the ends that makes the break in this race Deface your whole and erase terror in the place the dark, I clear park with the rhyme, I be swingin' like gates, I illustrate ill flows I bringin' to ya I make 'em go through ya, Misfit, I just to get psycho like puma moona
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[Red my lingo, 'cause on this phat track, I'm a let go Lyrics to wreck like Koresh in Waco In the style of hip-hop, I love it with a So wacth as a grab the mic and in this fashion Like Jane Fonda, I got moves like a Honda We're here to bring hip-hop, way beyond I wonder, how far could we it without selling out? we're bad to the bone beyond a shadow of a doubt When I'm first to the verse, got a ninja-like swiftness And known to stone the mic with the 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 another