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Show & A.G.

Showbiz and A.G. (also shortened as Show and AG) is an American hip hop duo from The Bronx borough of New York City, composed of record producer Rodney "Showbiz" Lemay (born July 7, 1969) and rapper Andre "A.G." Barnes (born September 26, 1970). The duo formed soon after their debut on the song "Back to Back Rhyming" from Lord Finesse's Funky Technician album and joined the hip hop collective D.I.T.C. along with Lord Finesse, Diamond D, Fat Joe, O.C., Buckwild and Big L. more »

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1995

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[Chorus: ]
Show & A.G. got the flavas (the flavas) 
Rollin with the dwellas and the neighbors (the neighbors) 
Show & A.G. got the flavas (the flavas) 
Rollin with the dwellas and the neighbors (the neighbors) 

[D. Flow] 
Hey yo no question I'm the best in this rap business 
No doubt I'm strapped  get back or get clapped ridiculous son 
I'm flippin this one (don't be dumb) 
You better run or end up like my last victim 
Shit that's real I already been through 
Scared from the threats I sent you (it's all in the mental) 
Jackin niggas like I'm in the Central 
Cuttin through that ass like a Ginsu as I commense to 
Get big with my nigs, A.G. & Showbiz 
Now your idol was doin vital damage to your ribs 
Word straight up and down, crab MCs get crushed 
I'll leave your style cramped, my crew can't be touched 
So when you hear the bomb you know it's D. Flow son 
No one can f*ck around, yeah that's right (no one) 

[Wali World] 
Hey yo the honies on the dilz cause I play ball good (it's all good) 
I'm still representin the hood 
Big shouts to Uncle Pete, you're my number one neighbor 
No doubt I'm puffin later with my nigga Gary Aida 
Peace to Roc Raider and all the goodfellas 
People gettin jealous, well it's the brothers (the brothers) 
On some other shit can't forget Shabazz 
Representin not to mention that I'm gettin cash 
Get with that or get with this because I'm kickin this 
With the styles I'm runnin through niggas like Emmit Smith 

[Party Arty] 
Touchdown, I buck down MCs that step up 
10 G's if you want to MC wrecked up 
The ghetto dwella's in your hood, hoodie down 
Stomps from the Bronx, the boogie man from the Boogie Down 
Momma never told me there would be days like this 
That I'd be rippin tracks, gettin paid with my nigs 
On tour, roar with that hardcore stuff 
Niggas call bluffs (I give em no chance) I make it more rough 
(And even slow dance) on niggas faces, rugged, f*ck it 
Them niggas got to love it cause we made this 
I'm gettin papers with my peeps 
As Party Arty keeps Bacardi so MCs meet the shotty 

[A.G.] 
Check the method but don't sweat the technique 
Even made the baddest dime bitches get weak when the vets speak 
(Hopin) That your head meets my bed sheets 
(Now you're open) Like the Red Sea cause I'm potent 
Don't fit? Don't force it, Flow got that 4-fifth 
Who do with that voodoo, my doll it's that cordless 
All this and that and then some 
Get paid to put raps on tracks, I guess that's my income 
The beat chills so they be comin back for refills 
(My man shows his street skills) From here to the Peekskills 
Kill the rumors, givin MCs brain tumors 
Time to step off the set, gotta jet like Puma 

[Chorus (2x) ]

[Method Man] 
What the blood clot, son lick a shot, show your love in the area 
Forget me not, mass hysteria 
My style revolves around blunts, the Methical 
The one and only piece original, never phony 
One love to my muthafucker A.G. 
A true giant in the industry, hold your shoes up 
(Word to God, youknowI'msayin) 
Yeah, that's how it's goin down, you know who got the flava 
We got the flava, the flava 
So bring it on, so bring it on, all you muthafuckin corns, yeah

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