is real superb And Ill be right back with part two of this funky rhyme G Ha ha yeah boy! Yo Red I don't wanna flow no more man y'all go ahead I'm just
the fire like chariot Introduce pen skills to ill deliveries and married it Put it in your face like big gats and carried it like Harriet Various crews
Yeah, Bar Exam 2 nigga. It's a motherfuckin' holiday bitches [Verse 1 - Canibus] Bar Exam 2 I landslide you to lava below Gotta stance nigga flow How
model, ya crew I'm leavin' ya mommy faces blue Just like a Hypnotic bottle They feel you the realer, you spit This killer shit is hearin' us Healin' you if you ill
happpening New York City? It's ya boy Ghost in the muthafuckin' house tonight NahwhatImean? We about to get it popping, let's go! Yo yo Tell your crew
of that I'ma rock the show tonight The Twat Team gon' get those hoes tonight That's Theodore shit if you in your whip Two step, you slipped, get your whole crew
the way live from the 610 Gettin cash, get the gusto, one time, it's the dynasty flow Runnin' it down the line, it's another Yeah, you in tune to another ill
rock come down! [chubb rock] I am the big time figure, the bass drum hitter The I am what I am rogueish nigga A flow like lava, to heat up the chatta
' large! Aww yeah! To my crew in front of Big Lou's, y'all chill! We got Big Juju, my man Joe Black main Slick Rick is on the block We gon' get ill for
drop the Chucky Booker on her Why you wanna play your games on me, bitch, you crazy? Commitments, I'm Swayze, no time for the ill shit Rest with the
a big dissapointment so I refuse to lose and ooze like ointment into a deconcentration I scrape you and your scab-ass crew up like vaxitration and if you're 6-9, 280, tryin' to get ill
told y'all he won't stop (2X) uh uhh [Puff] Shake that ass shake that ass shake it (17x) [Puff] Remix Verse One: Puff Daddy No matter what y'all do you never gonna stop my flow
in her, my styles are regular Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique moves in like the senator Niggas say, "Oh my Lord" Throw gats to Guiliani Flows tighter than
! party people, your dream have now been fulfilled get out your seats and lets get ill one for the money, two for the all the rest my crew from the
wit grey nikes, that flow Joe, u gotta flow Joe, u gotta flow Joe, u gotta gotta gotta gotta let em know Joe, u gotta flow Joe, u gotta flow Joe, u gotta
it to these niggaz right here Yeah, yo, yo Who wanna spaz out? Crunchtime, blow ya abs out Leave you in the fetal position, witcha ass out Ready to mash out any crew
klik-klocker Overseas I got the breeze as a hip-hopper Where they speak eat and drop the beats proper Street doctor, I'm +Brown+ and +Foxy+ like the +Ill
Odd but ill, a job to fill is to refill on skills We built and killed style and skill While poetically recriminate you like a child I will Get ill,