Lyrics:
problems (Woo)
Bitch Mob, Task Force, watch me
(Task Force) , Task Force hitman
Task Force with them
(Bow) , Task Force made me (Fuck 'em)
Bitch Mob cookin'
the wildest
(My flow the wildest, heheh)
I guess you could call me
A product of my environment
(Of my environment, yuh)
Fuckin' with the gang and I
Force you
it's properly used it's almost invincible
Raw I'ma give it to ya, with no trivia
Raw like cocaine straight from Bolivia
My hip-hop will rock
it's properly used it's almost invincible
Raw I'ma give it to ya, with no trivia
Raw like cocaine straight from Bolivia
My hip-hop will rock
bashed by the task force
It's cash so i dash more
Smashing a brash whore
Ashing the hash more
Just to splash and amass more
I'm mad dat i lack grit
My
full of wisdom
Here the cops come, task force van
Rock so much ice, I'm called Jack Frost man
And while we sippin' on cris', you sippin' backwash man
you’re not mimicking Task Force, if you rap over Electro then you get what you ask for.’ Hip Hop, it defines transition, it was borne out of change to make
I speak white when I trash about the city mass like I'm a TV telecast
Watch the forecast, as I flip it a round, I make the force become task
Right in
Gold things on a '97 Honda Passport
Black ski mask on, runnin' from the task force
Uzi, had the cash for it, and I had the stash for it
Foot
enemies
With 25th Century rhyme flows
To blow woah
Soldier task force
Turning red like Soho
So enter to my territory
The terror breeze bringer
Batter ram
I got the force like Vader
Ya bitch doin' sports like Sega
She all on my dick, Mega
Pullin' the stick off my hip, Spray ya
Powered up shii like
Barry Beats on the drums
A.K.A. Si Spex
Shout out to UK hip-hop
For my stuffy intellectuals, I go classical
For my rebel country boys, I go
the dutch
Yo this is MC wizardry, killa bee invasion
Men of respect, blessed with wisdom of the ancients
My words are blatant, lacerate necks for
the task force
Ya girl just left my crib, said she needa come back more
I put my kids on her back, but no strings attached
I do the dash, I'm finished, you
sauce, summertime can't top the scorch
Check my hot broad, I dropped the Porsche
F-B-I wanna watch the force, trying to lock my source
Where I'm from,
the task force came
Tried to rearrange the game, tried to bang, I suck at slanging
New slang I had to switch it up, wrap a pimp cursing on the track
like every other day
Rappers ain't above the law but our life is so fast
That we got a special task force of police on our a**
All that and this
spread like Rudy Gobert
If theres a shooting then im shooting it first
Its what ya asked for
Duck the task force
Let the mac gloss
Den lift his body off
to the game like the Task force
I got Runtz in a Dutch and a Backwood
Make her cheat on that nigga, I'm a bad influence
I heard it was good so I had to do it,
the crumbs patiently stayed till they come
I chased on the daily I made it go crazy a paid for Mercedes in maybe a month
I'm giving the task force digital
this task to a whole 'nother person
Fresh white forces when I'm enforcing
I take myself on a trip when I'm sourcing
Heart on my sleeve, my gun in my
them sticks, they get to cracking
He ain't shoot shit, he ain't shooting nothing, why the fuck he keep on capping?
Task force bounce down Hampton, two
the task force, to touch on yo' ass
Had the riggs pistol, with the murtah badge
Bro' was wilding
Asked him where he get that at
Cocaine a hell of a drug
task force of police on our ass (true that)
All that, and this is really just the start of it (just the start of it)
Hip-Hop! You really wanna be
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