Yeah, Rah Digga, Flipmode, Shit tight, down to the Yeah, it
And I say what's 'Cause a write rhymes all day and all night South of the Hudson, New Jerusalem In seclusion, using pseudonyms
Mind like a Skitzo on two tabs With doo hangin' from my pockets Me, the rap bitch that goes back to Early left rappers like you straight vexin'
So recognize, I make a nigga eyes alive Off of five two fives, the camouflage I a virus out of my spirals with mad priors For takin' mad niggaz
Wetter than a resevoir, lurking in the Striking blows like code-name 'Hasana' Warmer a bomber, hotter than the region of Ghana Get loot that Trump bitch, Ivana
Now, who be rhymes all night Rah in tha house and my plans is tight Peace to the ones that don't Rah Digga in the house and my plans is
A Black Queen, ya best believe my black jeans say Paco I swing to the Vill' for some waffles and beef falafel Rap very tight liquor got me Dirtier than an overseas of KI's
I write these Buttas, creme de la guttas, call me Sheik Digga over loops like the eight figures Baby I'm hard, represent the God That gets blunted, rhymers runneth, over
See me in the camel Range Chop and I stop for Jake And keep heat by the waist for those that hate Now, you the way to blow, better than I tell you
Word to my beeper and my cellular, Polo curls Diggin' all the rapper's shit like go-go girls
Now, who be writin' rhymes all Rah Digga in tha and my plans is tight to the ones that don't bite Rah in the house and my plans is tight
Who the tightest? I with laryngitis Gold's good for Midas, but I want the So try me 'cuz I be the bitch I'll leave you twisted like a thug with blonde
I blow up the like Dennis Scott Go forward, your chance of me is morbid 'Cuz I get you open like the of the Pope When I group shit tighter a 3 piece suit
Peace to niggaz I rhyme My Outsidaz correspondents be more fluid embalmin' I decompose, any to the bone Down to they X and Y
So 'See My Name' in bold or Italics 'Cuz I'll be the one salvaged Number one like Beck's Tighter three or more heads in a CRX
Now, who be writin' rhymes all Rah Digga in tha house and my is tight Peace to the ones that bite Rah Digga in the house and my is tight
Now, who be rhymes all night Rah in tha house and my plans is tight Peace to the ones that bite Rah Digga in the and my plans is tight
Tight, tight, And the is tight Tight, tight, Tight, tight, And the plans is Tight, tight, One, two, three,