Feel this, feel Brooklyn's in the in the house
S-T, teacher, read you like a preacher Seat you down, make you pay close to my ether My aura illuminates, removin' the snakes who lay Lovin' to but we still elevate
Massagin' the brain, the wisdom contained Through the of my circumference and how to maintain Some nights I walk the understanding, build cypher Like Bronson, vigilante ready to snipe ya
Ignite the marijuana, roll a from Havana Tony Santana, in the Coco Cabana Or in the sauna, doing my Calisthenics Universal metrics, reversin' the hex, the sexist
my blessings, remembering my lessons Take my suggestions When he me keep my smith and Wesson For protection, the is watching and they testin' They know when you're frontin' and you're representin'
not where you be or how you be Or who you be or you got Unique sounds, is hot We comin' through, we tidal waves in this rap Now how you be, now who you be and you be?
You get with the brothers, that's the illest The microphone have sex my lyrics Hit off, first move is doggy style No premature ejaculation, for a while
Flippin' and turnin' and it, all type positions and tuggin' and yokin' it, all type of missions Crazy, nah, I'm not that type of My verses, when they out in the streets, they carry
I heard you're drippin', your rap got gonorrhea Exploitations of nations, look at this, here, yo Seven days the clock ass all in the videos I know you like it, I do too, the cheese, yo
But this is hip hop, stop it, go a porno Not hatin', on the mic I'm player scrapin' Nobody it, whole eons change to Zeniths I bounce styles that's sexual, I'm intellectual
transverse to physical, I keep it spiritual I got the motts, you the dutch, I got the hydro I just sit back on and let it flow
Feel this, feel in the house Brooklyn's in the
I give you agony, agony, agony, you rump with me? Constantly, constantly, constantly rollin' a phonta You know it's beef when you gettin' losin' teeth you sweet and ain't got no claims to the street
You'se the type to get shot and go explain to the Come to court every day, make sure a get locked But I thought you had that big glock that you a whole lot Then why my sittin' up in that little cell block?
I'm tellin' ya, ock, the world is a for snid-akes Niggas who hid-ate, do to get the pid-apes Love to see me down and out, blood in my Steez all sweated out, tied up in my
Can I and still give, take my team on sprees? Twistin out out of custom drop-top v's? You know the pedigrees, always stay blowin' the B.G.S. is the squad, the dice stay on the six
Nuff of dem still in di valley of dry Dem ah search dem seven seas, dem, ah, throw stick and M-mh, dey gonna melt snow cone Da minute di countdown say dis ah di final
Well, some ah said dem ah star, dem car Dem at war and a blur, dem nah reach far But nuff ah dem ah bafoon, dem ah Cartoon, dem nah put out no conscious
A-fi warn dem, if dem nah listen, so we dem We gonna steer far dem I that we are kings and we love nice things But we not out fi no diamond ring
Yo, I got da Lord in ah mi So any which part mi come, mi ah go Trust me, we don't fear So don't boost up yourself you are gon' do me somethin'
Mi turn dem off mi turn of mi light Jah di better part of mi life