Hook: No worse scared can't get away Dumpin' with them funky rhymes "Pullin' out niggas frontin' like snobs" Nowhere 2 hide
[Threat] I deliver to you the new blueprints Vocal instruments phat like them Goodyear blimps We pimps Beats Put 'em in the streets Twenty four hours seven days a week I kick science but they still haven't learned Step beyond the point of no return get wet The rhythmic, hypnotic ear narcotics Strictly for fanatics and the gangbang addicts Uh, around the globe follow ya nose Down with the underground from my head to my toes Ride the groove like a three day cruise Peace to the east but the west coast rules The chocolate child unleashed out the wild Break the Richter scale and make the party shake tails Baddest on the atlas just tryin' to stay down You gotta get up I get off or get clowned
Hook
[Threat] I came across a close shave runnin' with them renegades All on display on K-T-L-A I hate to do it but I'm stupid don't test me Unless ya wanna get your new clothes all messy We fed 'em loot but they still insist to spit words But they can't fuck with this they get swerved Graduated old school G degree Calm down the savage in any MC North, south, east, west But simply hittin' 'em with the melody I possess So raise your hands up high and get all the way with it It's the joint, bodies get the munches when they hit it Like that Yep bigger fatter than the piece Inflation went up and make the killin' increase So long for the plan you was plottin' Cause it's long and forgotten once your style turned rotten
Hook
[Threat] It's the mad maestro and it ain't no other Turn milk into honey and make bread off butter I hold the title in the middle of my palm For makin' freaks dance on the floor till dawn Make way let me show you how it's done It's a party and the playerhatin' niggas can't come Got rhymes on my pad and they all hit rock Don't sleep cause the sheep just might be a fox On a hunt Hot on the trail Hoe givin' up the drawers cause a nigga in jail On the bottom of the ocean to the top of the hill MC can't deal with my hi-tech skills They tight tight last all night Buckle up for safety and prepare to take flight Destination on to the next plateau It's the Zuu in the house you can't funk with the flow
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Hook: No worse scared can't get away Dumpin' with them funky rhymes "Pullin' out niggas frontin' like snobs" Nowhere 2 hide
[Threat] I deliver to you the new blueprints Vocal instruments phat like them Goodyear blimps We pimps Beats Put 'em in the streets Twenty four hours seven days a week I kick science but they still haven't learned Step beyond the point of no return get wet The rhythmic, hypnotic ear narcotics Strictly for fanatics and the gangbang addicts Uh, around the globe follow ya nose Down with the underground from my head to my toes Ride the groove like a three day cruise Peace to the east but the west coast rules The chocolate child unleashed out the wild Break the Richter scale and make the party shake tails Baddest on the atlas just tryin' to stay down You gotta get up I get off or get clowned
Hook
[Threat] I came across a close shave runnin' with them renegades All on display on K-T-L-A I hate to do it but I'm stupid don't test me Unless ya wanna get your new clothes all messy We fed 'em loot but they still insist to spit words But they can't fuck with this they get swerved Graduated old school G degree Calm down the savage in any MC North, south, east, west But simply hittin' 'em with the melody I possess So raise your hands up high and get all the way with it It's the joint, bodies get the munches when they hit it Like that Yep bigger fatter than the piece Inflation went up and make the killin' increase So long for the plan you was plottin' Cause it's long and forgotten once your style turned rotten
Hook
[Threat] It's the mad maestro and it ain't no other Turn milk into honey and make bread off butter I hold the title in the middle of my palm For makin' freaks dance on the floor till dawn Make way let me show you how it's done It's a party and the playerhatin' niggas can't come Got rhymes on my pad and they all hit rock Don't sleep cause the sheep just might be a fox On a hunt Hot on the trail Hoe givin' up the drawers cause a nigga in jail On the bottom of the ocean to the top of the hill MC can't deal with my hi-tech skills They tight tight last all night Buckle up for safety and prepare to take flight Destination on to the next plateau It's the Zuu in the house you can't funk with the flow
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