Lyrics:
"monkeys on parole"
And how many copies did the first album
"mop: to the death" sold?
And if "how about some hardcore" went gold?
What up with these r&b
To all the coons, I say "Hi!"-de-ho
Produced by the mighty pro
Crazy Kay Gee kickin' hit's like Karate Joe
Always with the mind every time to
Blame it
slain last summer by a cocaine runner
A new year is dawning, new crews is forming
Rival gangs warring blood steadily pouring
The streets are deep Son
rocked with the greats backed up by The Roots crew
Blowing a tree with Tariq, overseas we would speak
It was mostly the voice, so unique
I could hear you
rocked with the greats backed up by The Roots crew
Blowing a tree with Tariq, overseas we would speak
It was mostly the voice, so unique
I could hear you
in sync?
Out looking for the camera crews
Sell my soul for a second on the evening news
Am I in sync?
Live 'til the bubble pops
Hold my breath
They
'boutta hit this muhfuckin' album
(Oh oh-Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah, whoa)
Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah
I done seen a lot of things, yeah yeah
Nowadays, sit
centuries we'll make crews sing
No matter what record label, we stay stable
Pick up the album, we're never on cable
Crews cross over, but not Main Source
to do? (yeah)
What I'm supposed to do? (huh?)
What I'm supposed to do? (yeah)
I'm surrounded by all these bad bitches, but I only want two (two)
I'm
I'm a psycho
I'm a terrorist, spreading nitrous oxide through the air
Through the freqency and bass
Breathe it in, play the album
Let the songs touch
brought the funk for
The love, and for the party people to get drunk to,
Since back in the day we've been the major crew,
When I step on the stage it's like
while
To all of you from my crew who been waitin so long, this
track caps off at that official Naughty bomb shit
The Ill-town party rhyme
Show cats Raiderz of The Lost album
Prepared for the Spillage
I was on the mission field
And I was spitting for real
Taking the Gospel message
I'm by myself when I fill up the tank
I'm in my zone when I'm smoking the dank
Tell me I'm wrong like who tell me I can't
This album heat like I made
through my hood village
Show cats Raiderz of The Lost album
Prepared for the Spillage
I was on the mission field
And I was spitting for real
Taking
at the mall, shoot hoops too
Whole crew rockin' suit's made by Bruce Bruce
And my wood wheel is a blue spruce
(It's a blue spruce)
Damn, okay, RiFF, feel me?
still takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I
feelin like the best, nobody fuckin with us
We done turned to a bygone don crew
We got the semi Kimora like Djimon Hounsou
A lifetime criminal, live by
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
terminator
My brains can hurt a nigga
Use them red lightly
Lyrically burn a nigga
Cause im gettin you by wetting you
I'm telling you bust rounds like
Man, this is the last.. record on the album
I got my man Craig Craig in the house
Kevin Dee from Midnight Express Crew's in the house
Charles'
anticipation
That feelin' that people can't wait to hear your album playing
The day that it drops, patiently waitin' to hear the Villain
I be gettin' goosebumps
to the beat move your feet get rhythm
Squares to a prism what's a diamond to an album
I can see em hiding' so I go & get em
Coach said "get em' & I told coach
Intro
The number one set and sound...live! Ghetto Music. Produced by
KRS One.
Widdy bye bye bye bye bye bye bye
Widdy bye bye bye bye
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