[El Da Sensai] In the rhyme we trust, bust lyrical action Ripping like traction, addition subtractin' Acts who rap through, another man vision The lively, MC, on your television With the true art smart, of start fool harty party Hardy smarties, who can't shine against deez, degrees Bust kids across the mouth With the style that I'm about, funny talk like down south (For real) Relentless, with a twist, divine and on time And off beat, with a pocket full of ?tee climb? Boundaries, rivalries and such, popping three in the clutch Get tightrops like double dutch, much And anticipated, T plus T equals the minerals Prolong the sequal for your review See through, all those who play like glass Get my ass on route and take the transit that's max
If you don't know who's in this end Nigga you'd better think twice about the Brick City Kids Puff mad iz, fuck who you are Bringing down fools is all our troopers are (Repeat 2x)
[Tame One] I'm all about the weed vapors and papers 1-800 pagers and the stages Hit live spots before the rap pages All of us say this is worth the top dollar So I hollar, using MC's as Rhodes Scholars I don't bother playing Godfather I'd rather just jam like Bambaataa, give me room like the Ramada I gotta go for broke, no jokes, I get open off that weed smoke Making God nod like I'm ?P-Dope? We wrote, half my wild book and shook crooks Now my pager's got more flavors inside of it than a cookbook Look, I can't get took, like some book of rotten Brooklyn I go do paperwork like Central Booking You get your title tooken, fucking with this nigga who be bugging Showing lovin' like I was your cousin Super party buzzing like a contact Rhyme's fat, dimes ask, "Where that notty-headed nigga fine ass?" With the wine glass making time pass fast Muffle on hash out the stash Boom Squad forever, non-believers won't last Stepping on your ass get your style before it's smashed Running through the "one two's" bringing down the three the hard way Day to day, distinguishing my work from just play play Vibing all day, then relating the information into concepts Taking small steps to build projects High tech like internet web sites Uploading megabytes every time I touch the mic
If you don't know who's in this end Nigga you'd better think twice about the Brick City Kids Puff mad iz, fuck who you are Bringing down fools is all our troopers are (Repeat 2x)
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If you don't know who's in this end Nigga you'd better think twice about the Brick City Kids Puff mad iz, fuck who you are Bringing down fools is all our troopers are (Repeat 2x)
[Tame One] I'm all about the weed vapors and papers 1-800 pagers and the stages Hit live spots before the rap pages All of us say this is worth the top dollar So I hollar, using MC's as Rhodes Scholars I don't bother playing Godfather I'd rather just jam like Bambaataa, give me room like the Ramada I gotta go for broke, no jokes, I get open off that weed smoke Making God nod like I'm ?P-Dope? We wrote, half my wild book and shook crooks Now my pager's got more flavors inside of it than a cookbook Look, I can't get took, like some book of rotten Brooklyn I go do paperwork like Central Booking You get your title tooken, fucking with this nigga who be bugging Showing lovin' like I was your cousin Super party buzzing like a contact Rhyme's fat, dimes ask, "Where that notty-headed nigga fine ass?" With the wine glass making time pass fast Muffle on hash out the stash Boom Squad forever, non-believers won't last Stepping on your ass get your style before it's smashed Running through the "one two's" bringing down the three the hard way Day to day, distinguishing my work from just play play Vibing all day, then relating the information into concepts Taking small steps to build projects High tech like internet web sites Uploading megabytes every time I touch the mic
If you don't know who's in this end Nigga you'd better think twice about the Brick City Kids Puff mad iz, fuck who you are Bringing down fools is all our troopers are (Repeat 2x)
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