Yeah EPMD, Nocturnal, cats A yo it
Yo, Dungeon Master time to draw let's see faster Too late blast him with slugs from the ghetto blaster You with yours, yours had to reach for the guard at the law Card more on radar with the night vision Green screen navy seals, all star marine mercenary in the mind Take you way down, underground, 'neath earth's A leeks, flat line
E Dub the mic killer, the off and oner , my past willie I'm higher marijuana, my styles foreign, look at me As a Guinesse, Vietnemes, a lad overseas, clockin' G's I tote 3 50's, 7's with the wooden in case of a scandal Or a so called and if I let off and he gets hit And if you miss him, go home and light a
Yo ,with cyphers our tradition, then I'm a when I'm spittin' vocal ammunition Yo, with cyphers our tradition, then I'm a spill I'm speakin' This ammunition
Yo, I spit ferocious, here's another I'll capture your mind hypnosis, so you should focus On what hip hop mean to you, whether Or in your spiritual rorm, liver than your college dorm Indecisive swarm lets git it on You know my motto, cold on some cotoroto
Tall bottles until my legs wobble, blow spot Drink lots like Freddie Foxx, shits knocked It's hotter than lava rocks, I'm gainin' like When LL said, "Box" and Crush I freak the ill power , kid I"m on fire
Flippin' on like David Banner his back tire, admire, the raw in divorce Cat's is played out like dogs, nothing for this you scoreless, Jersey reppin', flowin' with the legends Using mics for weapons, all my lessons
So prepare for this paper run, I hit cypher Have your crew sayin', "We should of son" Maverick, Top Gun, missiles I prefer 40's over Cristal, I hit the path at the turn tactics is wild out like a T-Rex at Jurassic Park
Making with my mouth like Biz Mark Rougher Tim's at Gal heart, check my street smarts credentials, microphones as untencils Like spoons and forks, pop the corks Off the Moey if you felt me, know you, me EPMD and Nocturnal you fuckin' call me
Yo with cyphers our tradition, I'm a spill when I'm spittin' vocal ammunition Yo with our tradition, then I'm a spill when I'm spittin' This vocal
Yo with cyphers our tradition, then I'm a spill I'm spittin' This vocal Yo with cyphers our tradition, then I'm a when I'm spittin' vocal ammunition
Yeah, yeah, son, Nocturnal, EPMD, you know up? You know, what's up, you know what I'm saying? This is how we do, for the crew, Jersey fuckin' too, hell yeah, hell