Verse 1: Yo I be ready to plug all of these thug type scrubs While y'all stack coins I stack nothin but dubs While you be at the club tryin to step to hoes I'll be around the globe tryin to rock the shows However it goes I still maintain the spot But battlin Ras you gettin blown off the lot So wether or not y'all believe I still roll up the sleeves Then watch niggas fall like leaves Breakin they breads Got 'em headin back to the homerange Now they tryin to summace they whole camp My lambshade ready to fade You better try to make a trade in the traff To help your wack staff Buried in the bath, my lyrics bubble and boil It's Kut Masta Kurt, Ras ready to spoil Now watch me uncall and bounce You only add to an ounce My pounds can cover ten miles of ground The most profound you ever seen So all that in-between shit Don't really mean shit The tighter the fit, the tighter it gets We cuttin off the air Sick of niggas with rhymes and no flair But all that fanfair can leave your head swoll Ras with the lyrics that's runnin outta control There's only one goal I got The shit's hot And to the contrary we still rock the spot
Chorus x2: Ras: Now how many times I got to drop these rhymes? Planet Asia: And how many times you got to really outshine? Ras: And how many times you goin cross these lines? Planet Asia: Before you find out you dealin with the wrong kind?
Verse 2: Over the top The homegrown potent ass crop That'll have your head swingin so fast it won't stop I take a double shot o' the gat So I can get the contact Where these niggas findin they rhymes at? I'm three times that Bigger than y'all thought Rasco, the nigga that's harder than asphault Be in between the cracks Like needles on the wax Like Uncle Sam still be findin time to tax My 7 point 5 be, live and in the flesh With teflon bullets that sendin 'em in the chest No need for stress All really had enough So bring on these niggas that think they bad enough To give me, the Cali emcee, a hand full At the same time, keepin these stadiumstands full Rasco nigga you knows the program Feelin on your girl while bumpin a slow jam
Chorus x2
Planet Asia: Rasco 9-8 to 2-thou The new style Knowmsayin? Y'all better learn somethin SoulFather Rasco For Man Time Waits Not So keep the shit hot Yeah, this be the Planet Asia signin out
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Verse 1: Yo I be ready to plug all of these thug type scrubs While y'all stack coins I stack nothin but dubs While you be at the club tryin to step to hoes I'll be around the globe tryin to rock the shows However it goes I still maintain the spot But battlin Ras you gettin blown off the lot So wether or not y'all believe I still roll up the sleeves Then watch niggas fall like leaves Breakin they breads Got 'em headin back to the homerange Now they tryin to summace they whole camp My lambshade ready to fade You better try to make a trade in the traff To help your wack staff Buried in the bath, my lyrics bubble and boil It's Kut Masta Kurt, Ras ready to spoil Now watch me uncall and bounce You only add to an ounce My pounds can cover ten miles of ground The most profound you ever seen So all that in-between shit Don't really mean shit The tighter the fit, the tighter it gets We cuttin off the air Sick of niggas with rhymes and no flair But all that fanfair can leave your head swoll Ras with the lyrics that's runnin outta control There's only one goal I got The shit's hot And to the contrary we still rock the spot
Chorus x2: Ras: Now how many times I got to drop these rhymes? Planet Asia: And how many times you got to really outshine? Ras: And how many times you goin cross these lines? Planet Asia: Before you find out you dealin with the wrong kind?
Verse 2: Over the top The homegrown potent ass crop That'll have your head swingin so fast it won't stop I take a double shot o' the gat So I can get the contact Where these niggas findin they rhymes at? I'm three times that Bigger than y'all thought Rasco, the nigga that's harder than asphault Be in between the cracks Like needles on the wax Like Uncle Sam still be findin time to tax My 7 point 5 be, live and in the flesh With teflon bullets that sendin 'em in the chest No need for stress All really had enough So bring on these niggas that think they bad enough To give me, the Cali emcee, a hand full At the same time, keepin these stadiumstands full Rasco nigga you knows the program Feelin on your girl while bumpin a slow jam
Chorus x2
Planet Asia: Rasco 9-8 to 2-thou The new style Knowmsayin? Y'all better learn somethin SoulFather Rasco For Man Time Waits Not So keep the shit hot Yeah, this be the Planet Asia signin out
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