Intro] S.P. this where it started at, on the microphone? Rip a nigga, make him scream (Yeah Poobs, let's get him nigga) [Styles P] Beats to the rhyme
to my groove work your body do somethin' No way in the world that you can deny my method As my record rotates,my words get more impressive I'm an M.C., Evil's my
never heard of Ice-T try it Then you try to diss? You got gall I got gold on my neck and gold on my wall Gold in my fingers, gold in my ear When this
back, beat it, move it over here Move it, do it like we know it could be done Could you (mettle us), mettle fame cream by my team seem Make a wrong move
left is for us to exchange Let me holla at 'cha B, Short check this Just got through fuckin' this bitch Who swallowed my Cum and drank my piss I stuck my
u want however do you need P My Mobb bring it back to life back to reality You walk a fine line playin wit mine the greatest story ever told in rhyme
style, niggas try hardest Clowns attempt to rep get slapped the farthest I'm Pee like distinct urine in your staircase Nigga, from me stay the most distant, you outta place Grime rhyme, my
A N to the danger Y'all MC's in a whole lot of danger Change up all your rhymes you need beats My beats you see completely unique, forgive thee See
up, say I'm through But the fact still stands I'm better than you You got rhymes? Well I got more I take you on a trip to my rappin' store You find rhymes
't stop me My last album sold a million copies Me and the Maestro, layin' the beat DJ scratches from my homeboy pete Dangerous music is what you hear A new L P
crap When I grab that mic And spit my rhyme I gotta have an 8 or 909 (beat!) So I can rock ya all night Long (She's!) on my tip, she loves my song (He
and torn This place is Jimmy crack corn My shit's Mazola Your style's kiddy like Crayola JBeez be the top dola, I mean dollar Study the E-M-C-E-E's to remain the rhyme
I.P, we in the V.I.P We in the V.I.P, we in the V.I.P We in the V.I.P, yeah yeah We in the V.I.P, yeah yeah We in the V.I.P, yeah yeah We in the V.I.
say a rhyme A brand new style, ruthless and wild Runnin' around, spendin' money havin' fun 'Cause even then, I'm still #1 Soul Assassin crew of course Comes to express with styles
attached to my rhyme like a leash Takin the S off my speech to fight peach Take the P off the peach because now you want each and every rhyme to teach
Coca-Cola through the paint on your whip Shit! My rhymes is like a magnifyin glass When I shine my light through it, I burn up everything in my path
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
