Lyrics:
atractivo' (ja)
Sector norte, sector sur, la glopeta full-full
Ello' 'tan ladrón de calle, pero no tienen la school (no, no)
Mami, vámono' en un tour, pa'
marauder
Sabrina, discard her, redeem her, for Allah
Supreme architecture, the beat spark connector
Inject in my serum, infiltrate in your sector
Bobby
Thought I had my mojo working
That man by the cooler
Drinking water, as if it's free
Oh, that's Homer Simpson, sir
A drone from sector 7-G
Yes,
We got the walkie-talkies to keep us all informed
Suited up head to toe in detective uniforms
Our unit storms in, we split the ghetto in sectors
Wu-Tang, the saga, Ryzarecta
In your sector
sectors
And hit kids cause niggaz spit wigs with no precautions
The war I raise down from their grave to haunt your concious
With bloody screams nightmares
lavish lifestyles
I crack your clavicle for the cabbage
Rhyme savage
'Til ain't shit left in the sector
Why must MC's flip like gymnastics
Just to get they
Disinfectant show wrecker
Sound seizing your sector
Local areas, across seas
Even in Rome and Mecca i'm known, Prince
Organizing with the Red Hot Lover
(Ha, ha,
Oh, my God
Oh, my God
(Ow) boo
Uh, uh, yo, uh
Microphone checka, swingin' sword lecture
Closin' down the sector, supreme neck protector
Oh, my God
Oh, my God
(Ow) boo
Uh, uh, yo, uh
Microphone checka, swingin' sword lecture
Closin' down the sector, supreme neck protector
perpetually
Ritually catchin wreck, don't step, I cut ya
I mix the Sector 6 and now I knowledge butter words
To prop up Afrika Bambaataa, a lotta, brother is
Oh, my God
Oh, my God
(Ow) boo
Uh, uh, yo, uh
Microphone checka, swingin' sword lecture
Closin' down the sector, supreme neck protector
is perpetually
Ritually catchin' wreck, don't step, I cut ya
I mix the Sector 6 and now I knowledge butter words
To prop up Afrika Bambaataa,
Squad UHH, case closed
I be the, sneaky, second dimension, seeping through your sector
Have nectar, leaking out you wack rhyme stressers
Extra deez
the nigga head dog
Lunatic smokin' loops, loose in your sector
Got my eye on em, on the apparatus
Like a bone to a dog, yea you know I gotta have it
[C-Bo:]
It's all about that, scrilla scratch, flossin' a bad batch and pushin'
Somethin' luxury when it ship the sector snack, my semen
Drank
these niggas extra
This the Pro of all Eras, he's back in your sector
So, might be best to protect your neck
Or profess your debt to the god, he might
is Starfleet Control
To all ships in sector five
Be advided
Arcadia
Niner niner zero
Is off course
All ships squawk ident
Starship Arcadia
This is
my sector
Look at what ya mouth got ya
Niggas shoulda held it (down)
Watch ya mouth or you might get hit in it
One piece two piece
infect the planet leave 'em in exta
See I'm a vet the powers don't really wanna let the best
Come and wreck the sets and test your sector
Instead
turn up on this ride to Clazablar planet in sector G9, okay
Alright, geez, okay
So, you know, so, meet me in the middle, Morty
Give me some
never heard it better
Give me a sec, I murder sectors
Prefer to let you see it rather than say it, but it spill out
I gotta chill out
Say "fuck
like the hoes do
See you name-drop when nobody knows you
We get the lames out our sector, like we 'posed to
My crew, we cop the Bentley, Brooklyn
on your sector
On the fuckin' walk by
Uh now how many niggas really
Think they can oppose the Immortal Outlawz
You niggas is hoes but already
Seen it
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