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Here it is, do it like this
Comin from the sewer, yo, you know we never miss
Here it is, back up in the scene
Here to make the green and niggas out there know just what I mean
I ride the beat like a jockey, short and stocky
I'm never sloppy, the honeys wanna clock and knock me
It don't shock me, I see it all the time
Get a little fame and now a nigga look as fine as wine
I know the game cause I study, me and my buddy
Ain't nuttin funny, niggas know the sewer style is nutty
Gimme the money cause I'm tryin to make a million
Rollin with my clique and yo we thick like a Sicilian
I bring the drama for the masses, whippin niggas asses
So get your glasses, time for classes
I take my chances, I gots to go for broke
Senaca don't provoke, just chill and roll a smoke
It ain't no joke, I know you recognize the sound
It's diggity Das EFX and this is how it's goin down
Dollar dollar dollar, place your bets across the table
One mo' time, cause it's Showtime without the cable
Holdin down the spot and any wack penetrators
Is fallin to the flames of my rap incinerators
I'm afraid I, got some bad news for crews
By the two, son, it's hard like Bu, so don't snooze
I'm throwin jabs, hooks and uppercuts to your face, G
Hittin you with the +Perfect Combination+ like Stacy
Lattisaw, I be the jibber jabber jaw, I'm gettin devilish
The skunk derelict, ghetto lyrical specialist
And yes it's thick, the Restless Clique
From PMD to Bu with the Lexus whip
Now true indeed, a few MC's, they just don't know what they doin
Cause when I smoked the blunt with ya, you had to blunt canoe us
So yo, now I got to diss cause niggas piss me off
The way that y'all be rhymin, so if you want it
Step up like Doggy Diamond
Krazy Jason, holdin down the block
I riggeddy rock the miggity microphone non-stop
You bitin rappers better exit, cause when I flex it
You won't neglect it, cause when you fuckin least expect it
Kid I wreck shit, bring it from the sewer
Miggity mic check, can't forget the one two-er
The incredible man of the season, here's the reason
It's the rhymes I'm releasin
It ain't no thing, that's how we do it nowadays
Bring it from the sewer, wreck shit and then we sway
Another day, another buck, fuck, what? Nigga please
I'm overdue with these flows, niggas I'm bustin at your toes
And get to dancin, son I even got my crew makin hits
Like Charles Manson, kidnappin, don't forget the ransom
I'm not so handsome, so when I pick up my pen
My temper tantrum overcome it like voodoo
And I'm rougher than fuchsia, sharp like cold crystal
Yo my niggas tote pistols
I don't eat the beef, pork or the goat issue
Black'll blast the missile, penetrated through your radar
Hey star, your style's horrible like fuckin Hagar
Hip-hip-hooray-K, ay the eye-sweller
The one who be hittin the bitches blue-black to high-yellow
It's the boogie banger, better yet the banger of the boogie
A black champion like my hoodie, so nigga there it is



Авторы: Weston, Hines, Geeda, Bishop, Jenkins


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