my crew came through'll be the people found lyin in chalk. allow me to introduce, first crackavelli tha boss; white boy til i die whatever tha cost. i'll be
Delinquentes sin dog y la Boricua-da I don't be braggin, that drama's for your mom But this collaboration right here is da bomb And when house comes
her done beats so hard it got Brotha Lynch Hung Duce Stabs known to skeet in nuns When the liquor store close I be beatin bums I load more needles than
all niggaz is second guessin' the state I'm in Bitch, I'm in to makin' hit records that spin like rims So when 'Flex' get it, he bomb it once, shit bomb
No one can save the day like Batman Robin will make you sway like that and Beat for beat, rhyme for rhyme Deep in Gotham, fightin' crime No one can
the same as I do, can I have this dance I love the way you look in those J.Lo type pants It's time to find some romance and your the one I want [whaa
my bald headed criminals breaking the penal codes Rollin' hella deep, when we creep in them Lo-Lo's Locos, jotos, cholos and my niggas Don't be pulling
see fireworks Now be a good chinky and press Jimmy's shirts Chinky, chinky, bang bang, I love you Chinky, chinky, bang bang, I know you love me too Sing chinky sing One
sound, we going to war right now So, yo, bombin We Usually Take All Niggaz Garments Save ya breath before I bomb it Verse Two: Method Man I be
down Raw sound, we going to war right now So, yo, bombin We Usually Take All Niggaz Garments Save ya breath before I bomb it Verse Two: [Method Man] I be
ground while my beats just break you down Raw sound, we going to war right now So, yo, bombin' We usually take all niggaz garments Save ya breath before I bomb it I be
ass up don't be a baby plain as it may be we done talked around each one of your cities ask my brother Eric he be witnessing what he ain't seen but
like over now I know you wanna test rock, what you waitin for I live one-thirty-eight basement door City up north you can't escape the raw Find me where channel live be
I've been rockin' since the 1900s A microphone and two 1200s What what what Back in the day You used to fuck with Alize I would kick it with the liquor from Kingston JA In the morning you'd be
doubt to the anguish there is one step Tied with disgusts as you pass by You reject me, I threat Threats without backing in this case My dear one, show
that's how it goes down When you livin in the cold world [timbo king] cold world, what? [ndira] todo lo que a ti te gustas es music pa' lo puta [timbo
't belong Please be still Not for real Please be still Not for real Where I'm from There's something wrong Something wrong I don't belong Please be
the same as I do, can I have this dance I love the way you look in those J.Lo type pants It's time to find some romance and your the one I want (whaa