rude and arrogant s'yeah, we got it mastered, most crews experiment local derelict, dawg, both crews I'm there with it beef is generational, most dudes inherit it
rain'll never let up I try to keep my head up, and still keep from gettin wet up You know it's funny when it rains it pours They got money for wars, but
bobs john doe's and jacks joe's and mary mack's i guess babylon wasn't made for blacks now was it well it doesn't really matter does it cause it be dependin
Demoz will bring it right back It's like that, you know it's like that There ain't an army that could strike back - - Nas Hey yo, it's like that, hey yo, it
Bronx+ The Juice Crew got stomped, lick two shot POM! POM! Really it was Magic's fault Always wanna diss somebody, he got put to a halt It's wack, when
combat with gats to delete my foes Gots to get money kid you know how it goes And I'm still livin foul, even stickin up hoes [Psycho Les] Beatnuts comin
That I combat the stats and defeat the foes Gots to get money kid you know how it goes And I'm still livin' fowl even stickin' up hoes [Psycho Les:]
up out my rhyme zone Fore I leave you on the ground broke up like pine cones You're rootin and tootin but ain't did no shootin while the freshest hip-hop, it
it one So I had to be up I'm going gradually up Into the galaxy bus Until I can't feel my lungs I pass the family up I see an enemy's bus Saw the anatomy
It It Aint Nothing You Can Do Bout It Learn How To Bounce And Get Out It Hear Me Out Kids Cant Live With Out And It Aint Nothing You Can Do Bout It Learn
talk shit and can't back it That's why I had to fit em with a full metal jacket Peel his cap once cos I know it's all it takes Watch the muthaphucka bawlin
her 4 her food stamps. Mr. Ghetto, It's whateva, you group it, I'm shootin And don't worry about them smokers, we keepin it movin. I know Cubans that knows O's If I ask for it, they send it
it's the right size vision ware on the stuff watch the white rise I'm talking brick sales get your order up i dry cook mine i don't like it watered up
fool had to figure, when my tongue is the trigger. Now a piece in my mouth is releasing buckshots. No escaping because perpetrators get smoothed popped. So raise the fuck up
trick. So raise the fuck up, its pieces of your brain that I'm pinchin. Word em up G, Compton's lynchin. (Compton)..(oh oh oh)..(get your ass up)..(whats up
? What the fuck is that?) Get a piece of paper, ball that motherfucker up and play with it! Hahahaha Verse Three: J-Ro I got Tha Alkaholik juice to wake ya up
poppin, and keep it activated I hope you mean advanced, speakin on any plans rap-related I body my verses, rip the beat, shape it Press rewind, play it, say it
