Ladies and gentlemen, wed like to welcome to you
All the way from the slums of Shaolin
Special uninvited guests
Came in through the back door
Ladies and gentlemen, its them!
Dance with the mantis, note the slim chances
Chant this, anthem swing like Pete Sampras
Takin it straight to Big Man On Campus
Brandish your weapon or get dropped to the canvas
Scandalous, made the metro panic
Cause static, with or without the automatic
And while Im at it, yo, you got cash, pass it
Its drastic, gotta send half to Dirty Bastard
Ayo, ayo
Waves is spinnin, blades is spinnin
Slay em in the eighth inning
Stay truck, god stay playin linen
Kill rap, observe the uptowns, ho, feel that
Mink jeans on, seen where the real at
2000 zitos, movin wit a ill ego
For real, for real, ill lines, ill people
Yo, bring it back, 9 more civilians
Pollyin deals, monopoly and bills
Yall niggas lyin
Caught 300, lab look royal wit a mean stomach
Go broke, all seen, done it
Words from the heavy set
If I dont eat, then we already met
Fly ass bro, liver than coke
Now what Clan you know wit lines this ill?
Bust shots at Big Ben like we got time to kill
Niggas cant gel or Im just too high to tell
Put on my gasoline boots and walk through hell
Wit 9 generals, 9 ninjas in your video
9 milli blow, semi auto wit no serial
Man metaphysical, I speak for criminals
Who dont pay they bills on time and fuck wit digital
Never seen, smoke a bag of evergreen
My sword got a jones, more heads for the severing
Johnny in the dungeon, takin all bets, throw ya ones in
Scared money dont make money, throw ya guns in
Thats word to Jah Mo, San Juan, Puerto Rico
Blowin hydro on a beach wit Tamiko
My gun bullet hollow for you to swallow
Blowin the nozzle, hear it whistle
One in the head, this is code red, man for dead
X amount of lead spray from the barrel
Heat clear the street like Connor OCarroll
Fully equipped, rifles, banana clip shit
To make my niggas from East New York flip
Yo, you may catch me in a pair of Polo Skipperys, matching cap
Razor blades in my gums (BOBBY!)
You may catch me in yellow Havana Joes goose jumper
And my phaser off stun (BOBBY!)
Yall might just catch me in the park playin chess, studyin math
Signin 7 and a sun (BOBBY!)
But you wont catch me without the ratchet, in the joint
Smoked out, dead broke or off point (BOBBY!)
Wallos comfortable, chocolate frosting
Your socks hangin out, yours is talkin
Rock so steadily, son, Im still crazy
Sport my old Force MD furs in the 80s
Nat Turners wit burners, Jackie Joyner-Kersee
Taught yall niggas how to rap, reimburse me
Rothsdales, ruby red sales, Bloomingdales, blocks
Ox tails chopped up in Caribbean spots
Im nice, maxed out, creepin wit the ax out
Murder these bikini bitches, switchin with they backs out
Niggas wanna pop shit, I pop clips
Bitch, Ill put my dick on ya lips
Alabama split, hammer slay quick
That David Banner gamma ray shit
Shells in the mouth, jailhouse snitch
My powder voice, Snow White stiff
Verbal killas, gorilla grip
God body shit, puff Marley spliffs
You might see me in a 6, thats not my style
You might see me wit a bitch, thats not my child
I be in the benzo, keep a low profile
Dead serious, take flicks and dont smile
Tryna get money, yall cats is wild
I pose for the clothes, make a song like wild
Im a chip off the board game, got sword game
Live life to the fullest, still want more fame
Darts on layaway, beats on standby
Outfits pressed up, ready for airtime
Run on the track like Jesse Owens
Broke the record flowin, without any knowin
That my wordplay run the 400 meter relay
Its on once I grab the baton from the DJ
A athlete wit his iron cleat in the ground
Wildest nigga who sprint off the gun sound
The best time yet still 7.0
Swift flow made the cameramen clothes blow
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