Lyrics:
in the end we gon' getcha
Boom Biddy Bye Bye
Original Roots In Stereo
So rep the streets you ride on.
Chant them down with that rude boy sound,
the Dungeon with them playeristic hits
I'm quick to stop a sucka flow like menopause, it's the
Original ghetto bastard, so now I makes a switch
I used
quick to stop a sucka flow like menopause, it's the
Original ghetto bastard, so now I makes a switch
I used to sell dope, but in 1994
I'm makin
him
There goes the guy with the funky sound
The Beastie Boys you know we come to get down
Because I've got the flow where I grab my dick
And say oh
spit it out and about, and spit outta the south,until they recognize the danger signs
So feel a tingle in yo' s-spine, by the way I talk
And it's pimpin'
the villain
But I kill 'em when they willin'
And they bumpin' on the ceilin'
Feel me
I'm original two syllables
I keep it simple
I'm old school
Couldn't do you
bow wow
Yippie yo, you can't see my flow
My shit is dope, original, now you know
And can't no hood fuck with Death Rizzow
This is for the Gz,
bow wow
Yippie yo, you can't see my flow
My shit is dope, original, now you know
And can't no hood fuck with Death Rizzow
This is for the Gz,
And if you lucky it'll lick you like a moose ooof!
I blow my flow around your necks and its slowly tightening
Attacking from both sides Stereo
Widening
Sound
The Beastie Boys You Know We Come To Get Down
Because I've Got The Flow Where I Grab My Dick
And Say Oh My God, That's The Funky Shit
So I'm
Yeah I'm from the Burgh
So you know, the flow immaculate
We believe in miracles
Our faith is not by accident
Life is often spiritual
I know you feel
Beep! Beep!
[Pharoahe Monch]
See the black boy over there runnin scared
His old man runs numbers summers
Come in and he'll feel dumb if his son
doesn't
sheets
Like black sheep I've got two words for those who slept
(nya, Nya nya nyoooo respect)
You thought it was safe, well guess what (what?)
Boys then
up blaze it up
Long Beach City got y'all amazed with us
City by the sea, I'm a G with sponsors
Loch Ness Monster
Poppin' imposters, mix my shrimp with
Beep! Beep!
[Pharoahe Monch]
See the black boy over there runnin scared
His old man runs numbers summers
Come in and he'll feel dumb if his son
doesn't
stereo
We used to mix our
Frosted Flakes with Cheerios
LSD, Ecstasy, slice through reality
Only seventeen, trying to find my queen
I never developed
you can keep it movin
These beezies don't know the half about me
I'm an original in simple terms I'm a beast
Boy stop with the bullshit you boys are
Yeah I'm from the Burgh
So you know, the flow immaculate
We believe in miracles
Our faith is not by accident
Life is often spiritual
I know you feel
International Shep man
I got enough riddims not impressed by someone who got too much lust in em'
That'll hold you back
I do this for the kids whose lives feel
actin all funny like dem IG models
Real nigga from da beach case you ain’t know
I ain’t tricking on you bitches i don’t wife hoes
Beach boy in da flesh
Beep! Beep!
[Pharoahe Monch]
See the black boy over there runnin scared
His old man runs numbers summers
Come in and he'll feel dumb if his son
doesn't
going(oh you see it to)
We taking trips to Italy I'm rubbing on her feet(Ah you see it to)
Kick it by the sand while we running in the beach
Man my life is
(ASCAP) Gunderson Songs (ASCAP)
Just sippin' by the water in some sunshine
I could use a little bit of sunshine
There's a little cafe on a beach in
rented
Always kept it real while you boys pretended
Lace my Pippins
Cook my chickens
They shot my boy missed me by inches
Now my flow harder than my dick
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