in the rap world today
Pull up a chain, ball, leg
It's extra
PMP rock
They got something to say
I'm coming at you with the
Rapture
Feel in' I ain't double trade
How we do it,
A -Day
Bustin'
Flava
I represent,
from the east coast bringing the ruckus
This style's lost,
so from the mic you get tossed
I'm penetrating through your soul son,
taking drastic measures
Striving for the very treasure,
living life forever
However, your soul brother
's still doing his thing
Bout to get you wide open off
the songs that we sing
Your fiend from
Mount
Vernon to
Queens, the extra
P
Bout to set up shop and
drop his next decree
I'll break you down
until the very last morsel
To make you shake your torso
Also, also,
to bring the light to what's dark
Like a narc on a drug bust,
know the deal
when I thrust
Over the track, they act a masquerader
Get sprayed by the automatic,
rhyme addict that gets dramatic
When the beast is ill, you know the real
Willy will
Come on kid,
listen how we sling it like a krill
We got drugs and crime, we got snitch drop, we got money and clothes, we got friends and foes, we just bond,
text and text, we know what's what's next, we got love and hate, we got money to make, come on
The loaded
SP's the ensemble,
beat rock together we're large the bomb combo
We raise the stakes on flick
s and rock the show
Flip master mania, son, we got to go
To the top and won't stop,
a flop or fold
Whether copper, gold, or platt,
they hit the mat
In every section,
tag team connection
Wide, gettin' hot on each track, the guy
yo, the beat got me twisted,
rhymes are too delicious
You look suspicious,
you want a bite but can't grip it
Recognize the flavor as
we lay it on wax
The crime dogs of the funk are never fakin',
no jacks
Before the record, the look on your face,
you see rejection
It's hard to believe I liquid
ated every section
Let's get it on like
Smith &
Wesson
Or don't even look in my direction
We throw bo los to the dome like
Tyson
Spend your rap license, kid, bring on the
cake plus the icing
Raw deal to all my d**k,
don't keep it real
one love, we fittin' like a hand in glove,
we keep it hardcore for the thugs, from east
to west, it's time to rise up above and build,
so relax and chill, make cash at will, the
rap world is how I eat my meals, so here's the gist,
it's the high top crisp, funk dawns,
comin' through the knockout gnaws, in this orderly fashion,
straight up the f**k flashin',
my capability to bring the uncut action,
to any set be the queen's lounge vet, large so
I got the glow so yo, I'm truly in the world to stay the lost pro
I say in the world,
I say in the world I say in the world, I say in the world