the ones who want the war in you Stick to the path inside you Don't mind the minor detail This one's as big as a whale Hang tight and rock and wreck
the trenches, oh Runnin' through the trenches, it's the Patti's Dooke Just the other day I got a starter kit An M is a terrible thing to waste Caught
Let the games begin!" Set it off, it's the fight of the century KRS and Professor X would battle each other mentally With rhymes, these two team captains waste
conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur MC conditioner, you could never say this boy's a amateur Yeah, yeah Wu-Tang clan Big Snoop d O
I've been trying to get a message to you But the operator can't put me through Because the vandals went And wrecked all the telephones And all my enemies
m in pursuit in excellence Excellence is what I wish Once I was a feckless dreamer Now no being is supremer Why waste time wallowing in ignorance? Why be just a big
, whose next or gonna be first The projects is front lines, and the enemy is one time I ain't gotta tell you it's right in front of your eyes We wreck
Stop the beat, look out the window, watch the rims continue Tony Montana style, with a slit in my brows See big rocks on the watch, five thou bling-bloaw Call me Tum-T, I'm big
nuff a dem nuh have a body as fat as yuh own An dem a waste watchas di body lossas Yuh a di first gyal sit inna yuh throne Lickle bwoy a buss coppas di big
little quicker Time to catch Wreck, and back to the set Where all them rules, them cock in check [Steele] All up in ya muthafuckin grill, I be Steele Comin through wit my Wreckin
names they make the rules and we have to play can you hear the horns please hurry up on your way don't look aside we don't have no time to waste don't
modulates If comets were round plates, bitten names gates For only those that ???? relates, case after case (CASE!) Dinco's on the next space Movin strategically in the Solar System's waste
whistle *attempt at whistling* Psss, I'm only buggin While No dug in the crates, I dug in my nose and picked a rhyme any rhyme I don't have any time to waste
be like, that's the wrecking poo-poo realer It's the thousand dollar spenders, your body on the curb You can't get in my car with drank, or you'll waste
I've been trying to get a message to you, But the operator can't put me through, Because the vandals went and wrecked all the telephones. And all my enemies
I thought I didn't have to run, now I'm duckin from the gun yellin, 'One-Time' Take your time to feel my record, and if you did chill a second, my blind method, will still wreck
like a family not an ethnic trip more like an ethic see I write the rhyme today tell it to you later whether were coming in wack or what it's a waste
in fresh mode And about to explode, 'Cause you're taking mad long with my ID I'm in here weekly You know my face by now, Stop wasting my time, you know