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Only a few... understand
and appreciate what's to happen
Das EFX in!!!

One: Das EFX

Well it's the super duper rhymer rhymer I'm to set it
Niggaz best forget it let it be or regret it D
So what it B... the D to the P
(Yo it's me the lyricist fear in this as you can see)
I be's the ultimate drop the ultra fuck the other shit
Biggety buttah shit is how we comin kid we runnin
Now who you fuckin is Diggey Das EFX'n
We flexin, cause kid we got this rhyme and took y'all

Aiyyo I figgety flow I rocket blow a out the socket
Keep in mind to the dread, now they like my pocket, watch it
It's the rhyme fiend about a second the crime scene
The boogie banger twisted off the green
a dime we, strictly fifty, the BDP and Hit Squad committee
King of my city, ask my Smitty, yo
Got to get the dough, got to the spot
Diggity Das KRS East coast on

Two: Das-EFX, KRS

To corny niggaz get ate, my shit'll make you faint
So much platinum on my walls that I can hardly see the fuckin
You think it ain't before a year and stopped
Now look we comin back and runnin shit like Michael Jordan
Accordin, to my niggaz in the
Yo you a, corny so we gots ta do ya

This for my niggaz on the block, handlin rock like Anderson
I'm brandishin, stiggedy to keep MC's vanishing
Scattering, it, styles don't be mattering
My pattern's amazing son Blazing like a and
a no-no, got more Fame than Coco
I'm paid and drips ya with a blade from my logo
So take your, style and Go-Go D.C. niggaz
know the haps we movin strapped on the East nigga

Yo, yo, well miggedy mayday, mayday, it's Drayz's payday
I wreck it eryday, kick shit like fuckin Pele
But wait a, minute, we get in it for the masses
For classes, yo KRS come get up in they

What... I say, me follow me
with my syllable syllable criminal
MC threats are minimal to my phsyical just
whittle and away, with little and little to say
As they piddle and away, they say OK
But I chop ass up anyway
What's your handle I got mad MC heads a mantle
I got genuine MC skin
I light the mic up like a candle, it melt
Cause when I lyrics you both are screamin for help
when you hear it, you can't bear it, you can't even it
You oughts to cheer it, go get it spirit!!
As I fa-la-la-la-la, I'm comin that rara
Rockin mics you was googoo gaga to your momma
You to battle KRS when you was young you told your poppa
He slapped you in your and said UHH-UHH
But you didn't the warning
Now I'm in the place, now I'm face
at your crew but they all broke out
because they but lace
KRS is like mace, in your face
Yo DJ Dice, tear the place!!