One two Rah Digga
One two Rah Digga
One two Rah Digga
One two Rah Digga
[Rah Digga]
For starters, peace to all the martyrs, and all the pioneers
Cheers!
Here`s to a new breed of broad, yeah we like it raw!
Comin to the floor, I be next to rep like Al Gore
(Look) Look up in the sky, it`s a bird, it`s a plane
Nope, honey from the Bricks, ya`ll familiar wit the name
I be worse than any Alien, Predator or Relic
Witch from the east nigga, tell em how to spell it
[Chorus] 4x
The R-the A-the H-the D-the I-the G-the G-the A (Come again!)
[Rah Digga]
I`m primetime, you a local on cable
I battle you on yo` shit and then waste your label
Hit you wit heat sweeter than vanilla candy
Flip it type wicked like Cinderella family
(For what) For tryin to step to a Rah situation
Less rhymin years, less formal education
Gettin less spins than a BBS
Less hype in the streets and you writin even less
(Now you ain`t fresh) MC`s goin crazy
(Nah, you ain`t a fresh) Ya`ll could never out-blaze me
Less knowhow, more hoe now
Stay up out of grown folks biz `fore I show you what broke is
Yappin all day bout who crew the best
Take a few deep breaths, puff the buddha cess
Continue to bless any track that come this way
Nine nigga nine nigga, I`m that itchbe
Chorus 4x
Niggas Do you think [Rah Digga]
Flipmode [Busta Rhymes]
Digga on the track [Rah]
Words worth a million [Jay-Z]
Represent [Biggie] Yo [Prodigy]
Strike-strike hard [Canibus]
[Rah Digga]
Peace to my peeps, from Jerz to Manhattan
Bitches on the threeway chit-chattin in pig Latin
Heads is vexed now, all the `dro gone
Waitin and debatin for some niggas to roll on
(Come on) The kind of heads take the ghetto approach
Hard foul the opposition or strangle the coach
I be stashin marijuanna in my Dolce & Gabana
Dead em like gamma, if they don`t have no manners
Call the dopest MC my little junior
Playin the game and be a coach like Tuna
Mad, what I say go, B-girl original
Boy Wonder, Chocolate latte (Hooo!)
What the chicks say, hoes might oppose
But most chicks happy I can rock without takin off my clothes
And all the niggas say Damn, this bitch is tight
Ain`t heard a broad rip like that since MC Lyte (Come on)
Chorus 8x
