This goes out to everybody in the whole wide coast gettin rowdy We dont out west we signifyin We out
And we about to tell yall, what its all So as I ease back this microphone Im a let it go to somethin like this
Check it out, people, you are Whoever you with, ever you at Where ever you from, where ever you Im gon put you up on this here youse not knowin'
Let me take a little out to holler at ya You go get your 'cause Im fit to drop a bug in your ear See what we have here is, uh, ruh, The helluva ill type you fear
Thats cause we knowin' but you dont really 'Cause every nigga that call hisself rappin' dont really Really though, Ill up my mind and take you places you cant go I woulda been a catcher the plate but you cant throw
'Cause you dont know but you dont hear me Yo, check out My collapse in the raps And snaps like a mongoose in a trap
Better your table manners, boy and give me room Im servin shit, tune And laughin like a ticklish On the way to the moon a stick and a broom
And the of the crop, hip hop, 'cause we be Crackin the on the poppin Be pimpin the whole block at the junk shop shop shape [unverified]
Sloppin the side of a pig pen with the ape baboon Wanna see this, o lantern panted Planted ball that dont Against the wall you think
Well, thanks but no thanks, or no pranks Im a let em know they cant rank, or no bank I if I could but I cant so I aint gon stop flowin But Ill put you up on this here 'cause not knowin
Damn, Acey, flay me, he kinda hittin I bullshittin Written into the fellowship, you know Meanwhile, back at the of justice Abstract, bust this, this aint for suckers
Immediately the reality of normality By radically and startin off rapidly Rap me, come on, perk a little, work a little In the nuclei, we are responding
dim the lights, I gotta really grab you 'Cause you just not about flowin I can climax to You rap too short, too long, too slow, too You lacks on point, you wrong, you wont
Im up on a foot, youre out on a bad note Im dope, ice, fresh, automatic, oh, yes Creatively about how Im fadin you vocally mouths not openin, man, you just not knowin, damn
These niggas got me fucked up, aw, what up, Abstract Rap dude, aint fade the fresh coast You know them heavyweights, you know, Im sayin That K, you know, what Im sayin
That dolla holla with that up, you know, what Im sayin Its like I aint even to understand why people comin at me With nonsense, they aint knowin
See, I it, I geared it, I steered it I took it to the whole world and everybody it I hauled it, I, yes, it and they feared it I called it, I outlawed it and they it
Now I am I and it is it and thats But aint that a bitch? It aint Think, it aint all that, they say Forever and a day, to and die in L.A., California, U.S.A.
But I am a universal Ok, through the party to find my way Bumped into my man, Ganja K
I a nigga a pound and he lit up a J I a hit and a half and got high and a hey My coconut was mellow but my vision was on the dance floor and I seen my DJ
Cool hands, [unverified] grand, he knows to play So we for the booth to get the party on the way Walkin through the crowd, I heard say, hey It was 9, he said what up, double a?
Tryin to make my pay, not to stray But you know my forte, I let a dog lay We on old missin link In the baboon and the common man
dont understand though They aint even to know this out
I and I with old sentiments tenements, house reverberates Ricochets to invertebrates Even all these spineless Rhyme-less bass with no taste
Enthusiastic, spastic or acting [unverified] senseless [unverified] Miniature expenditures, tingling adventures Keenly architechtures of a
That blockade and bust caps and dentures Hey, lets start a new venture No, youre not dreaming, Ill be the The millimeter by millimeter, doberman mix
Where Rotweiller a rhyme of Graffiti traffic, cleansing, benzing, lacing Culture Oscars, inch by inch Deans and
Who my rhythmic memories sacks of my Mossberg and telebeam Scope enemies with Im leaving helpless and hopeless like the Running that falls in the scary cinema
Huh, huh, it was like three black And like had skills, yeah, skills They were like kinda, funky and fresh and stuff Yeah, nigga, you not knowin