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Hush, I'm comin' through with the bum Feelin's forced style, Adidas, Crush My style's ridiculous Who's gettin' wit that spectaculous,
to Lexus, I'm from New York I'm flowin' Dom P so unpop the cork Now feelin' me for do', I'm the one who came From the and blew the brains out of Al Pacino
Welcome to this rendition of I'm on a Doug E. mission Somebody stop me, I'm outta please Before I do on these MC's
Open 'em up, hollow on the inside No heart pumpin', their missin' somethin' Trueness, yeah get no props without Das I come with the hip-hop
I I hold it down, so gimme that And lounge homeboy, you in the danger When a brother E is on the microphone, uh
I I it down, so gimme that microphone And homeboy, you in the danger zone a brother like ED is on the microphone
Hold up, how tryin' to play me, uh When I paved the way for punks to MC You're not hard, ol' school pull your Wit the quickness, chump and Witness
Agony of on the street In front of crew diggin', in front of your main chicken Ooh, it's more meet the eye, oh my God Somebody got shook by a hardcore
on it, I get busy every week on it Die, I and get unique on it The child, the chosen one Behind the Def come the truth
There chill, I got that So homeboy, you in the danger zone I can't believe, I with the mad degrees, boy Freakin' the funk with shit up the sleeve, uh
I I hold it down, so gimme that And lounge homeboy, you in the danger a brother like E is on the microphone, uh
I maintain, huh I hold it down, so that microphone And lounge homeboy, you in the danger When a brother ED is on the microphone, word