That's a roll 'em, I'll go solo, Squats a hoe so I'll go soon I can't give a fuck at times when I struck no luck But if I ever got jammed for a scheme
Did some daydreaming Now I'm fiending like I'm on something Girl, don't hold it from me 'Cuz right now I'll be don strong on ya I ain't the type to
Wow Tig', I see you takin' it there, you got your arsenal, huh? I think I know where you got that from, that Vibe article, bruh The press'll turn your
Zion I intro: Lord gimme what I need gimme what I need. Gimme what I need gimme what I need. Lord gimme what I need gimme what I need. [Zion I] Dear
like Robinson Caruso I cant' feel the warmth of the sun, I'm like Pluto So I open seven shakras, break the seven seals Bust the dopest poetry rhyme just like Kaleel Jebron, I
the Ya'll, before ya try to wear these you need to hear these Welcome all ya'll to my world series Elaborate on Busta Rhymes theories I could bust your
Hippin' Gods to they culture with the strong speech I build with the Nubians I chill with I fill with my zig-zag-zig I never lived big, I never lived large, I
I be hearin' mad MCs, I study your rhymes And I noticed that you niggas is just wastin' time I don't take it to wack niggas, they self-destruct I take
another cup Round them up, mad jam, bust some rhymes and make them duck Too late, watch your fucking aisle, I'm Mike Tyson When I'm slicing, rhymes are
you're chokin it? (Chokin it!) When I can get a firm grip, I'm holdin it (Holdin it!) And when I'm broke, I wear my girls deodorant Wait, did I say my girl? I
the back Thinkin' that I might miss But the R is accurate Plus I'm packed up with Educated punch lines That I have to hit Whatever I aim at I line '
I start thinking... yo I"m still in love man ...listen I'm in booth like prison lid like lift if music's like woman i'm whipped like a nymph i love
words to this song I be hearin mad MC's, I study your rhymes And I noticed that you niggas is just wastin time I don't take it to wack niggas, they self
, you wanna get dirty You wanna go left, right, this what we do Well, it's the Nocka, The Chiz Rocker Party while I'm wine drinkin' My rhymes'll bust
minds that play the rules of the game, twenty-one gun salute I salute you my niggas, stay strong I ride for you, I rhyme for you, I roll for you, it'
dirty You wanna go left, right This what we do [Choclair] Well it's the Nocka, The Chiz Rocker Party while I'm wine drinkin' My rhymes'll bust a hole
I bust 25th century rhymes so you decline To battle anytime had skills since I was nine Dope lines the only weapon that I cock, I never drop I stop clones
a scissor Watch this world shake from the album I deliver I threw a Brownstone at Brandy now she's Changing Faces Standing in my Aaron Hall I'm Blackstreet