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[Doug E. Fresh]
Breath of fresh air, for the nine-pound, c`mon
(YEAHHH!)
[Vigilante]
Lawd have mercy, just gotta say
When me gun a-whistle it`ll fly like a bird
Me nah talk a fi mi guns are de words
Hey, call me a (?) a gun my name John Coolfuse
I hit it like y`all tie ya shoes
[Illaquoin]
Check it, search, and destroy the first phony boy to annoy
The new man convoy
You can`t represent with the tec the way I represent
with the technique I keep a presidential suite
in every convent, you can`t speak or comment
When I bone the freak-ass nuns, your real mind went
(?) Illaquoin, shinin like a diamond
Rhymin.. like I`m runnin out of time and
the next nigga to move, the next nigga to lose
I leave `em seein backwards like that nigga Tom Cruise
Dyslexic, cross your eyes, you get the X it
ain`t hard to tell I eat that ass and that`s perceptive
I don`t need no token to turn-styles
I`m rockwild, lady find your seat and get the fuck out the aisle!
[K-Superior]
Raise `em up from the dead, raise `em up and I`ll
kill `em again if you`re not my friend you feel my hot mac-10
Not my nine or my eight, five six seven
But my mac-11, will have you All the Way to Heaven
Keepin it real with the man, who made La Di Da Di
Like Chaka Khan, nigga it`s on, huh
Cause ain`t nobody.. gonna crush you bet-ter
Get naked for the record!
The name K-Superior easin in without the ointment
Your style couldn`t see me if it had a damn appointment
Rags to riches, snitches get stitches
Call Mr. Planters cause I`m nuts about beaitches
I`m a rapper baby, so don`t trap with me a cabbage
Now I`m outta here, like a husband in a bad marriage
[Mansone Batez]
Aiyyo (?), Branson, last name Mansone
Bullshit nigs on your style I be dancin
Ever told the glory, days of fat hit
Nigs drop one single but really ain`t shit
Bronx, (?) Boogie Down stay pumped
Heads`ll get together some real shit from the Bronx
Ninety-four years before you see (?) Brown
Maintain, take the 6 train (?) lockdown
Next on your strap, Todd Black be the style
A straight dummy, comin out the barrel of a pound
Men-tal meltdown to any contender
Not to be hard, but watch your brain I`ma injure
[Vigilante]
Murrr-dahhh!
When me gun a-whistle it`ll fly like a bird
Me nah talk a fi mi guns are de words
Hey, call me a (?) a gun my name John Coolfuse
I hit it like y`all tie ya ..
The dirt out da work (?) get it squashed like a cherry
Blood brain to run just like a strawberry
Tear up in a baka me ready fi kill Satan
Who got tec-9 give me de mac-11
De bigger ya come, is for y`all die ya stumble
Gone and nome y`all me not a no fun crumble
Pop a shot and take ya from ya head to ya ankle
It`s like reading Genesis, straight out a chronicle
Turn me gun a-whistle it`ll fly like a bird
Me nah talk a fi mi guns are de words
Hey, call me a (?) a gun my name John Coolfuse
I hit it like y`all tie ya shoes
[Doug E. Fresh]
Yeah, move it up, pump it up
[The Diggy Dime]
Yeah, check it out, aiyyo
Bust how, the way that I be flowin is a omen
cause I leave shit glowin, as if I was the golden
And I`m smokin, boots like a loose Newport
I rip, mics and stages twelve gauges for the sport
And I`m powered, by herb from Uptown, I emerge
Pack more action than the mentally disturbed
[Doug E. Fresh]
Yo! Yo! Aiyyo!
Here ye here ye, class is in session
For those in this profession, it`s time to choose your weapons
Pick up a mic, pick up a pen, pick up a tape
You can`t escape the last action hero in Timbs but no cape, uhh!
Faster than a speeding bullet, nigga pull it
And one single bound for the nine-nine-pound
Just like a train it`s comin strictly underground
Peace to my brother Tupac and all my niggaz locked down..
