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RZA came and got me, what I came to do, come on
the bell so it's time to eat
Brick Dog stash weed inta AMI-seats, inside the palm
Doc a wife beater with me beatin' my wife ass ironed on
The front, my pump built the Klumps
To carry it I the spare out the trunk
I stay hungry, I ain't worked for
That's why you see the pump when the raise

Blast, panic
Do I gotta how I tame and lock
The rap game Hell nah
I won't tell you son, if I find a ID, I sell you one
Doc and Hot Nick,
My lecture's like Hannibal
Where's the ketchup? Don't speak on it, shut ya
I see ya whole crew yellow mustard packs

Ah woo, Doc in my own
You say you got the rap sewn
But it's sewn
I through ya hood in a Mr. Softee truck
Then pull a mac out a box of snow
Yeah, ya little
Gimme ya fuckin'

Uhuh, it
I'm than a hundred degrees with my coat on
Playing with a stick, where did I go wrong?
Somebody pull the fire when Jonny stomp
If ya lukewarm leavin' ya and boots torn
Pro's and con's, megabomb's and
By arid actions try MC's to get roll on
issue, got issues

What is to hot nickels?
It's like Doc to snot tissues, word
Look at my hand and get the
Finger out ya ear hole like "Fuck you heard"
Now, that's I call hardcore, let's act fool
Mr. Fix-It like Handyman I tool
I been shitty, I'm from the veils of the
And just my outfit match don't make me pretty

Dun Gurees, dick need room to breathe
In a room full of crackers I cut the cheese
Ain't no rules to the
If it is we ain't
In your business like EPMD, "So sayin'?"
You that bullshit yo man tryin'
chaka cha-ta tatat
Slugs

Yo, ya
Check, the code echoes from magazines to the big
Fo' machines like ya wits scream, kids fiend
the urban to sub-urban
Roll upon me like "Hey, hey, Mister Dream-Merchant"
We roll longer than dice in a
in the 4, 5 or 6 with double 0
Behind the windows I lie low
On some tryin' to slide from the 5-0

But now, get wild to Ol' Dirty
On time felon just hit with over 30
No worries, style have 'em so
First degree heats are on me
turkey, no mercy
I bring the pain of a hundred
But a thousand shoutin' my name why I came
But first bring the cash burst, the outburst
My surround sound pound ya ear like Jevon

I flex muscle outside I find a next
Trouble ya here and face the tec-muscle
Even the best buckle win, I take it to the
It gets ugly, but it's what a do to get cream
life