[00:08.24]Caps get peeled rolling in my force field
[00:10.11]Like a nine with hollow points I keep rap flows that's ill
[00:12.62]So when you walkin' down the block
[00:13.92]You better watch who you approachin'
[00:14.98]I'm not your R&B singer  so ain't no need for vocal coachin'
[00:17.36]Just a forty and a roach and I'll admit you rock the units
[00:20.11]While y'all niggaz couldn't move me if you worked for starvin' students
[00:22.61]Downin' all beer types  from St  Ide's to Red Stripe
[00:24.92](Yipes)
[00:25.30]The menace stuffin' mics down motherf**kers windpipes
[00:27.11]Has returned to burn  it's time y'all niggaz learn
[00:30.11]I naturalize y'all niggaz like relaxer in a perm
[00:32.36]With flows that go against the grain with a story so compellin'
[00:34.73]I should mind the people's court
[00:36.18]Snatch the mic from Doug Llewellyn and host my own show
[00:38.62]After Bill Cosby comes Ricooooo
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[00:40.46]Transmitting live to all my black people
[00:42.46]Catch my drift  I'm down with my nigga E-Swift
[00:44.76]My name is Tash  I'm from the group that you don't wanna f**k with
[00:47.64]Never shy  sippin' on some why ask why
[00:49.90]Smokin' Thai with this bitch that's more fly than Jasmin Guy
[00:52.58]Hooked up with John Q so let me do my thing
[00:54.95]While niggaz rock the play shit that they bought from Chess King
[00:57.45]But still  I train rhymes to flip like a seal
[00:59.95]Niggaz say my rhyme skill on the steel is unreal
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[01:02.61]But all I do is chill and swing it when I bring it
[01:05.29]Oh shit  that's my nigga  show these niggaz how you figure
[01:07.71]I bring it to your chest  pour all the way live
[01:10.03]And deliver ill verse guaranteed to cause highs
[01:12.42]When we start rappin'  heads roll like Patton
[01:14.91]With the flood blood clot the Alkaholiks rhyme a lot
[01:17.47]Yo  I'm like Grimace when I'm on this rap scrimmage
[01:20.04]And I got this magic  want to make your puny soul diminish
[01:22.60]The abstract delivers  I be the Queens nigga on point
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[01:25.83]Mary Jane ain't nuttin' but a joint
[01:27.54]They called a nigga up to add a little bit of flavor
[01:30.11]Now I'm cuttin' and slashin' like Luke's light saber
[01:32.60]Yeah  what  You trapped in the zone
[01:35.04]Where MC's get seared and all spots blown
[01:37.64]And in this rap shit a nigga need to be thicky
[01:40.16]I f**k with the crew who downs the deuce  deuce Mickey's
[01:42.55]I'm from the rotten apple  y'all niggaz can't grapple
[01:45.05]And love to the Liks  hit your ass like a tackle
[01:47.61]Pow  bust my liquid-ass style
[01:50.36]Peace to Mad Lib and my nigga Wild Child
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[02:07.82]Yo  put in the disc E while I hit the whiskey
[02:10.09](Bust a rhyme off the head J)
[02:12.15]The nigga missed me  I'm in this rap game so I'ma aim to be best
[02:15.08]It's fresh  but off the head it's like the dunk contest
[02:17.53]I don't walk the street  I roll my Jeep in an instant
[02:20.08]I rock the beat to sleep like an infant
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[02:22.84]The Likwit crew  comin' like this on you
[02:24.90]With that four minute Olde English piss on you
[02:27.35]You're bustin' dumb raps off the cap  oh shit
[02:29.97]But I got the pen and pad locked down like a pit
[02:32.59]I let the  ink submerger  into the thin wood sheets
[02:34.97]Beats make my head bop  so I'ma rock it for the streets
[02:37.53]I fill all my days with big butts and boom
[02:39.85]I let my pants hand 'cuz my big nuts need room
[02:42.47]I'm not old school  or new school  I'm modern school  I'm ditchin'
[02:44.90]When my girl starts bitchin' I gets got like a kitchen
[02:47.60]I fly down like the Chi-town wind
[02:49.97]'Cuz I got the iller noise to make the hardcore grin
[02:52.59]When  the saints come marchin' in
[02:54.79]I'ma roll right by 'em in the fly Lincoln
[02:57.73]Roughneck niggaz wanna box me down
[03:00.05]'Cuz I got the ladies lookin' like Foxy Brown
[03:02.48]The Liks bring the beer Tip sticks it in your ear holes
[03:05.23]I drop the mic and strike the Heisman pose
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[03:28.03]Hardcore G  I get hardcore man
[03:30.23]From the underland a f**kin' wonderman  bam
[03:32.73]Lunatic potential  an isperential differential
[03:35.22]Confidentially smashin' instrumentals
[03:37.72]On this tune I bring raps of doom to the mic
[03:40.55]And put my rear shit in flight  peep
[03:42.93]If the drunk funk don't wanna hump in your trunk
[03:45.73]Man  you got some motherf**kin' junk