Alright
Das EFX
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Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright No doubt Aha, see what you want baby? Check it out! One-two for my peeps like this, check it out To the, aah, tick tick, my clique is mad thick so don't slip (yeah) 'Cause mad nigga's throats gettin' slit By the mister wit the heat ta burn ya til ya blister You punk bitch, when the funk hit, the tongue twister (yeah) It's the now I'm the maniac with the flow (what?) til I knock out your regulars and your gold teeth (nigga) Be doin' my thing on a day-to-day (ha ha) Some say I got too much posse like Flavor Flav Books in reverse, the worst nigga out the clique (what?) Ci-lo Satan when I hit you with the triple six Your shit be stressin' it's lessin', I'm flexin' with the adjectives Shittin' on emcees like I just took a laxative Now niggas know I gives a f*ck about ya crew You try to keep up but got stuck like the two Between nevers and Atlantis, I kicks a frantic And goddamn it, watch me and my man rock the planet Like this, boy! Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright Well uh, one-two, comin' through next Nigga Krazy Drayzie representin' Das EFX Stompin' wit my crew comin' through your projects Bring ya from the east so f*ck the peace so if you spot us You do us a fave bip, you pull your piece and shot em (baa) You're makin' dollars overseas (uh), nigga please (uh) Squeeze these 'cause we're gettin' paid by the G's wit ease (word up) We're blowin' up your fuckin' spot (no doubt) 'Cause when you're hot, you're hot and when you're not, you're not Now everybody be the nicest but Jesus Christ this It's a crisis, I kill em dead with my devices My advice is you better learn a trade Before you kick a rhyme and end up fuckin' gettin' sprayed I keep you open like you're fuckin' sessin' me You're just a pest of me, you'll never get the best of me 'Cause justa me, the K-to-R-A-Z-Y Use to rock Fila, bettin' like I'm Eli With Houston your style in need of boostin' Your crew that need to stomp, no conk, you know you're losin' I put my dues in so you know it's only right I gots ta hold it down so all my niggas hold tight (hold tight nigga) Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright To the, aah, boom bang, my slang is mad thick My rappin' antics'll keep 'em runnin' fran-tic The shit the man kick'll make ya fuckin' ass sick I bring you from the pit and never quit 'cause it's the Krazy Poppin' all this shit 'cause his rhymers don't amaze me It pays me to rock it so why not I stop it I make it by the bucket so f*ck it, I stock it It's just for safe keepin' so when I'm sleepin' I sleep safe I'm comin' with my Timbs in ya face (motherfucker) Back in the place I'm gettin' stupid in ya sector I be the Krazy Drayzie, nigga check the way I wreck Fuckin' flow to final, mother f*ck the title My nigga DJ Dice is on the vinyl (motherfucker) That's my recital, kid I flipped it til the end I bring it from the sewer , here my nigga come again The Books in reverse kicks a verse I'm takin' it to ya face, I'm iggity on the case I pursuit To stomp an MC like grapes and then scrape em with the boot I bring swing to the ring like Luke Doover Diggity-got land like a cruiser, Pop Duke he rip a cougar For pages, I kick it raw til my jaw caves in Amazin' and plus off-beat like caucasians Me get done? Never son, I hold it down for 7-1-A Where niggas f*ck around and where niggas lay Ain't nuttin' slim, I got game like Tim Hardaway Fouls like the proudest so I'm labbin in RCA Aw shit, I got you buggin', flippin' that shit that you lovin' Plus I got another back in the oven Some heard the style and then construction on it But they just touching on it, bitch ass niggas ain't got nuttin' for it C'mon, broke my blocks or I'll blow ya spot I rock like that bald-headed nigga on Fox (So how we do?) No shorts from niggas or they fuckin' girl and (what you got?) More styles than the last got served (no doubt) So if you wit me and you're higher than a hippie, hold tight 'Cause everything gon' be aight! (No doubt) Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright
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Written by: OSTEN HARVEY, OSTEN S HARVEY, WILLIE D HINES, ANDRE G WESTON
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