In tro
V
Willie
Laws
Pro
P
Mitchell
With some more hot of
ficial hits y 'all
Really need to hear it in your
ears so here we go
Take it in your spirit and your soul
As we bang out with the old
like last week
And into the new with that sassy
Classic backseat banging ass hip hop
Coming from a place where
the rhymes don't stop
Hit a record store downtown
waxing his chops severely
With them fresh beats, not daily, my crib
Try to bite, boy,
you will get dropkicked
Through analog fiber optics
Junkyard alleyway trashcan soldier
Favored by none and with
the last exposure
Clicked the perfect flick,
was the first to get
But the last they got, now that ass is hot
In the master spot,
tweakin' up melodies
Reason of tellin' these tales like
Tel
Aviv
Tradition of the new black rendition
Heavy hand friction on
the late man listen,
Sparkle and glisten at all
of them curves,
Conversate with the turks
and talk with the serfs,
Organized for the girls and for the guys,
Diss rap, meat rack,
been fortified with the hoodness,
Answer why in the world shouldn't this,
Be number one, under the sun,
moon and stars, I spent frantic bars.
Professor
KB
I'm going to show I'm I'm
I pop steam when I enter the
scene at top speed
Lars
Peer bring it all about,
took the street corner out
Smashing every counterpart with
Queens action
No matter the date,
I bang hard to do cake
Mad
Lowe's up,
Digi down dirty then he rose up
Chopping that thang in
the lab with the bowtuck
Back in the forefront,
rapping ain't roll or blunt
This is what they want, you had yours
Hold up, eradicate all ducks
Break walnuts, head to
VX
On the
Q44 bus, only took four bucks
Dames like old shucks
LP in the back with the gold fronts
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah