Excuse me, me I be the poetry man that was sent here by the WWBCC You called the 1-900-GET-DA-BOOT and you asked the question What is the world to How come hasn changed us How come we learned so many things that rearrange our brains make us think insane See we were sent here on a A particular one this plan that was That was brodcast the planet earth So to let you know open your eyes Reps, sayin?
Rock:Yo watch yo step Louieville: Watch where ya Rock: it time for some action Louie: Yo these reps don Rock: That first a doosy Louie: So watch ya walk Rock: it time for action Louie: Real don talk
Check I this nigga next on my checklist Get restless it where ya rest son di-tect it SEE I gets hectic when these reps run through your set No Soon we bring it to a fifty Se it be be that make it shitty in ya city A simply pounds leaving your grounds empty You just can me That you got what it TO in a tank of sharks become bait Face 5-8 inches are better, Supreme, means I bring things ya can bad weather, like Starang, Louie and D.O. See we blow muthafuckas to rubbish we C-4
Wee known to be R rated but gets down for dough To of the to hit the scene and the last to go Move slow if you got the to get blazed By the double one mac when you and get laid Leave yo back sprayed, attack fade turn your gray yo monkey ass ore I let this fuckin?gat play Melodies thatl your mainframe To bring forth and understand then know why two niggas came Get yo body stained my plain far from complex Been by the realer soldiers, gods and the non But the threat Has yet to be Shoulda learned that we de-bone these cats like big
Rock: your step baby Louie: where you walk When it time for action Louie: Yo these reps don Rock: first step a doosy Louie: So where you walk Rock: When it time for action Louie: heads don talk
Alright here the submission holder MC folder ya supreme sting teams Rock the boulder Yes I told ya We bomb like Oklahoma Don any closer Leave creepers sleepin?in comas Playtime over, draw ya toaster ya hoster Roast ya then watch them fall like It gets colder, January Shoulda ran Too late crews break 'cause they still ain Ain Defeat the who speak petty I sting you with lingual sharp like a Prepare to your maker Won hesitate to break a up Bomb crews like then Il berate ya
These rebels are So dead so many battlecries So many that change so many niggas try To end me envy has taken over So many fake thugs so many slugs this gets colder As I got had plans to roll like boulder And flip the whole set cash wreck for all my souljahs I fumble a well nigga that who have to tumble Before I get locked and the spot like Bryant Gumble Prepare to rumble we now must this get open like a leakhead wit a dutch spliff Now fuck this reps are-a No need to crush shit when I shit I make this shit more than mustard
Ahh ohh ahh (Now hold on hold on son cool out) Ahh ohh ahh (Breath in out) Ahh ohh ah (These fashion punk niggas got a in they mouth) Ahh ahh (Word is bon Jovi ain none of yal bag out all hash) Ahh ohh ahh (Word)
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Rock: So your step baby Watch where ya walk Rock: When it time for some Yo these reps don talk Rock: first step a doosy Louie: So watch where ya When it time for action Louie: Real don talk