[The E (& DJ Boss)] Hey yo Boss (Yo, what's up?) OG Style in effect (For the nineties, baby) Yo, a lotta those groups out there think that they on top of the game Well, why don't we let em know what's up (Commence) [VERSE 1: The E (& DJ Boss)] Take three paces and step back (step back) Cause I'm not afraid of no knick-knacks (knick-knacks) A lot of that lip is just flip-flap (flip-flap) Same old nonsense, it's all crap (it's all crap) You try to come for somethin I know (I know) You're braggin on yourself, still weak, bro (still weak, bro) Never will I ever be solo (solo) I'm down with Boss, so now you know (you know) Pick up the pieces where I left off (left off) Funky MC cause I get off (I get off) You get beamed and then you turn off (turn off) You act aggravated and you burn off (burn off) I'm from Houston and I get hyped (real hype) Freak a lotta girls cause I'm that type (oh God) I drink Coke, I don't drink Sprite (drink Sprite) I wear Nikes, but not Flights (but not Flights) I ride a Benz if I have to (if I have to) I prefer a limo cause it grabs you (cause it grabs you) Thinkin I'm blind I'm lookin at you (I see ya) Holdin on my record like a statue Sucker [VERSE 2: The E (& DJ Boss)] Time to start the rhyme scheme over (over) My dog's name is Dick, not Rover (not Rover) I don't believe in four-leaf clovers (clovers) The rhyme style is dope but I'm sober (sober) The name of the crew's called OG (OG) Which consist of Boss and E (that's me) We produce a rapper named Divine MC (Divine MC) Who's down with the Nation Posse (word) Now it's time to change context (context) Gimme a mic and watch me flex (me flex) Your style's simple, mine's complex (complex) Listen to the style that I inject (that I inject) Funky is the term that I go by (go by) See a fly girl and I go "hi" (hi) Make a lotta money cause I talk fly (talk fly) I speak the truth and I don't lie (I don't lie) Wear a Rap-A-Lot watch not a Timex (or a Seiko) Use a jimmy hat, I like safe sex (yeah, that's right, bro) When I do a show I'm in effect (effect) Now listen to the way that I direct Sucker [VERSE 3: The E (& DJ Boss)] Give it up, bro, don't try to play me (don't try to play me) You might be a lotta things but you're not E (not E) You're just a sucker tryin to play MC (play MC) But that's funny, you're rappin to a wack beat (haha) I shine bright as the sun cause I'm a starlight (starlight) I get busy as a beaver when I jam right (when I jam right) Before a show I practice so it's all tight (all tight) I'm a perfectionist, this is not a psyche Sucker Hey yo Boss (Yo, what's up?) Why don't break the track down a little something like this? (Aight bet) [VERSE 4: The E] So what's up, bro, with that cheap stuff you're talkin Your played out jealousy's in your eye when I'm walkin But you're delighted to see the phase that I bring You get a glimpse, you're content with what I swing I'm like a hawk, I see what you attempt to hide In my stride you'll divide while I glide And to the OG saga you will forever succumb Your raps are hum-drum cause you're dumb How could you be so illiterate to think that you could baffle me When I house it's a catastrophy I'm the Original E, formerly of a Phase 3 Dropped a sucker, now it's OG Long live the reign of the rhyme therapist Microphone terrorist Sucker
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Copy to Clipboard: [The E (& DJ Boss)] Hey yo Boss (Yo, what's up?) OG Style in effect (For the nineties, baby) Yo, a lotta those groups out there think that they on top of the game Well, why don't we let em know what's up (Commence) [VERSE 1: The E (& DJ Boss)] Take three paces and step back (step back) Cause I'm not afraid of no knick-knacks (knick-knacks) A lot of that lip is just flip-flap (flip-flap) Same old nonsense, it's all crap (it's all crap) You try to come for somethin I know (I know) You're braggin on yourself, still weak, bro (still weak, bro) Never will I ever be solo (solo) I'm down with Boss, so now you know (you know) Pick up the pieces where I left off (left off) Funky MC cause I get off (I get off) You get beamed and then you turn off (turn off) You act aggravated and you burn off (burn off) I'm from Houston and I get hyped (real hype) Freak a lotta girls cause I'm that type (oh God) I drink Coke, I don't drink Sprite (drink Sprite) I wear Nikes, but not Flights (but not Flights) I ride a Benz if I have to (if I have to) I prefer a limo cause it grabs you (cause it grabs you) Thinkin I'm blind I'm lookin at you (I see ya) Holdin on my record like a statue Sucker [VERSE 2: The E (& DJ Boss)] Time to start the rhyme scheme over (over) My dog's name is Dick, not Rover (not Rover) I don't believe in four-leaf clovers (clovers) The rhyme style is dope but I'm sober (sober) The name of the crew's called OG (OG) Which consist of Boss and E (that's me) We produce a rapper named Divine MC (Divine MC) Who's down with the Nation Posse (word) Now it's time to change context (context) Gimme a mic and watch me flex (me flex) Your style's simple, mine's complex (complex) Listen to the style that I inject (that I inject) Funky is the term that I go by (go by) See a fly girl and I go "hi" (hi) Make a lotta money cause I talk fly (talk fly) I speak the truth and I don't lie (I don't lie) Wear a Rap-A-Lot watch not a Timex (or a Seiko) Use a jimmy hat, I like safe sex (yeah, that's right, bro) When I do a show I'm in effect (effect) Now listen to the way that I direct Sucker [VERSE 3: The E (& DJ Boss)] Give it up, bro, don't try to play me (don't try to play me) You might be a lotta things but you're not E (not E) You're just a sucker tryin to play MC (play MC) But that's funny, you're rappin to a wack beat (haha) I shine bright as the sun cause I'm a starlight (starlight) I get busy as a beaver when I jam right (when I jam right) Before a show I practice so it's all tight (all tight) I'm a perfectionist, this is not a psyche Sucker Hey yo Boss (Yo, what's up?) Why don't break the track down a little something like this? (Aight bet) [VERSE 4: The E] So what's up, bro, with that cheap stuff you're talkin Your played out jealousy's in your eye when I'm walkin But you're delighted to see the phase that I bring You get a glimpse, you're content with what I swing I'm like a hawk, I see what you attempt to hide In my stride you'll divide while I glide And to the OG saga you will forever succumb Your raps are hum-drum cause you're dumb How could you be so illiterate to think that you could baffle me When I house it's a catastrophy I'm the Original E, formerly of a Phase 3 Dropped a sucker, now it's OG Long live the reign of the rhyme therapist Microphone terrorist Sucker
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