* set to Diamond D's "Freestyle (Yo, That's That Shit)" instrumental
[Intro/Chorus: Pos] Aiyyo wait a minute (yo that's that shit) Aiyyo raise it up (yo that's that shit) You better get ready (yo that's that shit) Yo watch us fuck it up (yo that's that shit)
[Pos] Awww yeah, we plannin to win My name Plug One, I done done it again Drop know how like bags of smoke that's hittin the floor when you get them heavy knocks at the door Can't tell me much about this rap shit I ain't afraid to say it, we made some whack shit Yeahhh, but all the rest was hot Try to tell me it's not, man you have the gall Most of y'all can't write, you just trace the words you heard Already whipped, no original tape Ain't a damn thing changed but the change I make So my lyrical, is homegrown without the chemicals Gotta big up Aaron from the UK Thought I lost your math but found it in my old 2-way I flow on and on like the Mississippi Not on some gangster shit, never was a hippie Just extraordinary (nary) you can tell I'm very (very) well versed to spit verse, so don't compare me to another nigga - he can't figure me out I'm God Body little hottie, tell your man to be out Throughout the lane of rap we gain support I gotta say peace to Facemob, Black Thought Xzibit, J Dilla, and that nigga Diamond D Can't forget that nigga 86 rhymin with me Your plans to win will be canned like some fruit from Dole I'm De La nigga and I got soul (AND~!) It doesn't matter if it's 92 or 122 beats per minute Bonafide, Wonder Why up in it with ease, cause I'm the Plug Servin men, women, nerds, thugs Jews, gentiles, Muslim or Catholic Come to me rude I'll get right back at you with Callin you bitch and nigga so many times you'll walk away thinkin I was BUSTA RHYMES!
[Chorus]
[Pos] Damn I can't wait to make my next LP Break from the deal and become more wealthy Cats wanna hold your figures in this game Straight bitch niggaz, ain't gon' say no names That's just givin 'em fame at my expense We keep it tense, have you sweatin like ye olden heaters But no need for guns, we still keep you on the +Run+ like you're from Hollis, screamin out "Yo Peter!" I rock this for Maseo and Tru We stay together because it's the right thing to do We go on and on to the kick drum We got oodles and oodles of O's you know so come get some De La Soul's 'bout to put some clean up into the game that's a mess We shot this from the ending like we did from the start Puttin hearts in cardiac arrest
[Outro] Aiyyo shoutout to 86 kid Maceo, that nigga Smiles Butta Verses, and the whole Stick Kid fam And we out
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[Intro/Chorus: Pos] Aiyyo wait a minute (yo that's that shit) Aiyyo raise it up (yo that's that shit) You better get ready (yo that's that shit) Yo watch us fuck it up (yo that's that shit)
[Pos] Awww yeah, we plannin to win My name Plug One, I done done it again Drop know how like bags of smoke that's hittin the floor when you get them heavy knocks at the door Can't tell me much about this rap shit I ain't afraid to say it, we made some whack shit Yeahhh, but all the rest was hot Try to tell me it's not, man you have the gall Most of y'all can't write, you just trace the words you heard Already whipped, no original tape Ain't a damn thing changed but the change I make So my lyrical, is homegrown without the chemicals Gotta big up Aaron from the UK Thought I lost your math but found it in my old 2-way I flow on and on like the Mississippi Not on some gangster shit, never was a hippie Just extraordinary (nary) you can tell I'm very (very) well versed to spit verse, so don't compare me to another nigga - he can't figure me out I'm God Body little hottie, tell your man to be out Throughout the lane of rap we gain support I gotta say peace to Facemob, Black Thought Xzibit, J Dilla, and that nigga Diamond D Can't forget that nigga 86 rhymin with me Your plans to win will be canned like some fruit from Dole I'm De La nigga and I got soul (AND~!) It doesn't matter if it's 92 or 122 beats per minute Bonafide, Wonder Why up in it with ease, cause I'm the Plug Servin men, women, nerds, thugs Jews, gentiles, Muslim or Catholic Come to me rude I'll get right back at you with Callin you bitch and nigga so many times you'll walk away thinkin I was BUSTA RHYMES!
[Chorus]
[Pos] Damn I can't wait to make my next LP Break from the deal and become more wealthy Cats wanna hold your figures in this game Straight bitch niggaz, ain't gon' say no names That's just givin 'em fame at my expense We keep it tense, have you sweatin like ye olden heaters But no need for guns, we still keep you on the +Run+ like you're from Hollis, screamin out "Yo Peter!" I rock this for Maseo and Tru We stay together because it's the right thing to do We go on and on to the kick drum We got oodles and oodles of O's you know so come get some De La Soul's 'bout to put some clean up into the game that's a mess We shot this from the ending like we did from the start Puttin hearts in cardiac arrest
[Outro] Aiyyo shoutout to 86 kid Maceo, that nigga Smiles Butta Verses, and the whole Stick Kid fam And we out
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