to the dirt, shit First picks and use 'n autos to work with slugs to the shirt, shit (Just to squirt shit) A wicked hit with an expert kick and burst
your glock your whole goal is props You'll never get 'em My rhythm just fluctuates You can't o.d. no matter how much you take I rush your plates Crack your
time with your moms sweet old bitch we was chewing you was suckin your chico stick shoulda sent your fairy ass to military class now your moms gettin sceamed on by your
industry stick up, Kingpin Capo Regime/ Bend on your knees, duck tape and tied down, follow my lead or everyone shot, bleed/ Squeeze round after round, empty shells hit
It can't be real how the player just plucks on the strings It rings yo, it's like the funkiest rhythm Pooh brings the drums with the sticks to hit 'em
around I see we ain't learned shit And if the words are sticking, then hit me with it 'Cuz you've gotta be true to yourself Do the best you can with
cella With your skeleton showing Developing anorexia While I'm standin next to ya Eating a full course meal watching you starve to death With an IV in your
we're out of here I'm gonna take you home with me I'm gonna whisper in your ear Come on, make it quick Oh, mama, hit me with your rhythm stick It's
crime Krill With the skill to kill while I'm on your will I'll With the feel for what's real in my appeal Why play me chummy if you really think I'm
so much" Said, I only lick them balls 'cause you so game tight And you keep my ass climbing the fuckin' walls at night So hit me, hit me one time, let me
break up fights Put your good shoes on, get your make-up right And the ladies in the pla-pla-place so fly Make you want to go home and wake up your wife
[Intro] Get yourself together now because it's hit time Your known as the hit makers Breaker breakers, party makers They'll make your back crack, your
promised you would follow with me. i too am scared, especially after you stole my strength and made it your own. but i am still reaching for your hand
Sex spot's at home, I'm testosterone Caress spots, stress drops, bedrock's the bone Hit the floor, it's hot for 2003 Hit's galore, who rock a style as wild as me
used to roll, a man with three-fifths, a man without his soul So is this equal or blowin' up your ass? Smoke sticks who got your vote and rather slit your
'em Strong an' long, you're wrong, I stick 'em He's the law with the sword with my cable swingin' Like 'The Pit or the Pendulum', Pete Nice bringin' The sunrise with
let me get through I need to put in on you You got me hooked up, baby You know it's breakin' my mind I want your body all the time Delicious, she drives me
all, alright y'all [Chuck D] We come rough with the rhythm and rhymes that pack 'em in Bust with the rhythm that shines back once again Still ride with