you bustin' The things you bustin', the game you hustlin', the days you're cuttin' The flame you cuffin' and the lames you snuffin', your name is nothin' Growin' up in P
tapes help generate papes E-F is the important Def G-good, H is what style be When I grab the microphone and MC Roll off the tongue like L M N O P And
absurd My repotoire is U.S.S.R. P.L.O. style got blown out the car And ran over, by the Method Man jeep Divine can't define my style is so deep like
MC's Who ain't down with the sound of the Panther Movement Intense is a serious answer The mic goes into labor you freeze up Enveloped by the style
the Scarface Groove Startin' to sweat, I know it's hard to breathe Rhymes are on time so you better believe The style, sick of the style, 'cause the style
make 'em pause And y'all can't fuck with the style I bring Been wild as a child ever since I came To the knowledge of myself, raise 'em up, maintain P
there, P-5-D out there What what, S-P out there yaknamsayin' (S-P forever) Philly out there, aiyyo I'm still out there (2-1-5th) S-P to the, to the to
Yes, man) All MC's they do stop yes and hush Any mic I touch, any mic I brush, any mic I clutch With these lyrical styles of such And if I do unleash
Lyrical wizardry dances on MC's like Murray on SC's Never flaunt, now motherfuckers come test me Burnin' everybody hotter than torches at Jamaican parties
shuttle Brooklyn, no doubt, Wingate Park, no doubt Prospect Park I'm all laid out Homeless, my gear played out and I know this But I'm an MC I stay
ya [Books] This for my niggaz on the block, handlin rock like Kenny Anderson I'm brandishin, stiggedy styles to keep MC's vanishing Scattering, fuck it, styles
thug that's hush Word, yeah yeah, uh-huh, yo Yo, yo, yo hit 'em Kris What mean the world to me? H I P H O P And S I M, O N E and G O D, I stay low key
to send violent j to his room (whut?!) my money stacks up over miles when I bust this funky style now I think i'll pass the mic to another fresh MC I
, taxi to port control seven Not compared to no rappin' high flight, member of the A S S R Immigrants stand in factories, endorsements, six MC's You
I stop rappers tryin' to copy Alpo, Rich Port and AZ My temperatures one thousand three Look at these big head kids on labels tryin' to MC with a globe
sucks Y'all powderpuff, stop thumpin' stuffin' Everythin' your producer make is cuddly and fluffy Soft as Kleenex tissue, you with the coalition pushin' the vinyl Funny style
, activator I see maxi curls (Yeah) Remote control alligators 'Bout it, 'bout it, like Master P, makin' money G No time for promos, get paid when I MC
me a head im bout to hurt me a ho' Im in da club on dis henn nigga n im puffin on dro You already know dis is P.T. N there aint nann nigga in hear gon