I'm easin' off the bus an' pedal biking lately You see music, it brings me haters Haters got wifeys, they bring me papers And the mummy's do love these MC
never seen Before I come around it was cock it and shoot MC's being cocky and rude Then I moved to some deep concepts in my tunes Monitor my brain waves
scraper Chipmunk told me don't watch no face I'll never leave home without my pencil case 24/7 I stay with my eraser Put it up in the sky, nice and high, wave
Rap Fully equipped with a hip hop lip My memory bank is like a microchip My bass will give a shake, or if not quake It'll make you, sucker MC, wanna
Is that a turntable? Well, get on it it's your turn Who gets laid, the chicken or the egg? How about the MC that has just been led To a renegade teacher
In the nation of Brooklyn Land of Trinis, Haitians, Jamaicans and Bejans It's amazin' how lickin' shots is the proper representation Soon they gonna need wack MC
man chronic, I twist the hard caps back To blue bonnets, I repeat, who want it? Daytime on the list of time on the tradition, of combustion Ignition, propulsion, put MC
they check your appearance at And cats who know where all the hot 'lo gear is at The stompin grounds, where you find a pound, smoke is that Be blazin charm that have your wave
small My father told me before you walk you gotta crawl We was all outlaws with our fists balled We couldn't even count bars, we was just raw MC's battling
banana clips with free refills Guns bursting, one person is curtains for certain Most often fill coffins, no nursing or surgeons is needed Bloods depleted, your body deleted Like unsaved wave
lead Fire winds gust, empire crush Full thrust, fall in the hole, roll wit' the rush Untouchable chunk of air, wax and soul Sound waves slay out the
past year No beer or no parka nike gear no wear or tear The new mic holder who causes, any fair Some max and relax then mellow then strive Shock-value mc
Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen Ladies and gentlemen we got Rahzel in the house tonight Please enter your password It's the human sound wave
I'm outta here MC's be fake like toupes so I transplant Implant my fist to their face makin' their skin red Sound waves disrupted, they fucked, kid
Once upon a time, not long ago When gangstas rocked waves sold dope and sniffed lo' There was a young G by the name of Shyne Poe Puttin' it down, cuttin
grave You're either a slave but Jesus got you saved Or you don't know how to behave but you're brave A mixed up African with a finger wave And the load
Yeah, wave the Confederate flag like some Southerners?! Nah! I rather be on the block like a hustler Guns with the mufflers D's put the cuffs on us He's an MC
Ha! Uh you down't know what dat is Can't get the party started without that Let's do it [verse 1:] You want me to jam I'm finna enta Brain waves came