1.Lyrics
Chorus 2x：'lyrics somebody want lyrics (yea yea)
Somebody want lyrics' -- krs-one
Verse one：
Here i go the lyrical specialist with the perscription
I give you the leagal drug addiction, nonfiction
I got the shank, to your memory bank
How sharp, don't be affraid of the dark
Come in to the light, you still can't see
It can't be, the historical, metaphorical, lyrical
Yes the s, you know the rest, fuck the spellin'
I'm tired of tellin' y'all who rule, cause you don't listen,
fool
Your dealin' with a nigga feelin' fury
Surely, i purley destroy any toy with any game
That's why i never lose, i never play, i savaday style while i
maintain mine
Same time yet, differ-rent, mag-nificent
No quest unless it's the tribe
So check that vibe twice
Cause i'm nice
Whoever got beef
Tell me the price
And i'll raise you a mill, days to a kill, some praise to a bill
Never, yea i'm as lyrical as ever
Chorus
Verse two：
You wanna start about, have you thought about
Consequences, sentences, come to your sences, on the fences
Cause i'm strictly throwin' hits
Knowin' it's, unfair
Gun here, throw in a extra clip
Cause i'm next to flip
Next time, bring in a next rhyme, cause i
Float like dead body, sting like a tazer
Sharper than a ... lazer
Open heart ... major
Surgery transplant cause you have none
Theres one, shoot a fair one, that's a real one
Grannit, with a enough heart to start
But can you manage when i brandige your bandage
And your stitch is open
And your bitch is open
Is she, somethins' fishy
I don't like dis
When i'm like dis they try to ammulate my likeness
Clones
Microphones break from my intake
For phatter, mass matter, glass shatter
Becareful, i got a airfole
Listen, i got them lyrics that your missin'
Chorus 3x
Verse three：
You're commin' with your new sound
You never threw dowm
Why try, try my tie and hang em' high, in the closet
Cause it, wasn't, i good idiea
Who should i fear
No one, the son of jah
Gimmie some la, and i get mystic
Lyricdistic
But wait, your not great, your not good
I shot wood, put you out your misery history in the makin'
Fuckin' with a crazy jamacian
See, they vanish when i brandish the hair trigga
Yea nigga
I'm goin hay wire
Might fire
Might not
But it's white hot
And with the right flow, the shit might blow
So i detonate, then evacuate, leavin' ash, don't even ask
Feel the blast, fast, i know you won't last
But you can still try
Somebody want lyrics
Then come see the eye
Chorus 3x
2.Neva Go Back
Verse 1：
I'm gettin' restless
What guessless
I'm rushin' the percusion
End of discusion
Now as you were
Your rhymes soft like fur
Oh' you wright for her
Well that explanit it
But i reign it, i rule it
So cool it, while i school it
Listen to percision
Rhyming, timing, climbing through your window
(crooklyn style) be in yo
Damagin' your whole premises
Don't never diss
Cause here's your address
Cause me by yes, so come test me no
Like patra, i got it soul like sanatra
Organize rhymes in effect
Snap that neck, like e-double if there be trouble
So, move on, there's nothing to see here
Clear the area
Your rhymes are dead, hit the berrier
To vary a i'm very a effetive i might add
Original rude, since i was a little lad
(chorus： i neva go back, i neva flowed wack
I just come back, i just come phat 2x)
Verse 2：
I'm pumpin' like donivan plus
I'm a little vicious
I eat mcees cause they delicious
It's just, that so mistrust but i dust rhymes like a maid
Now i'm back with how
Stompin' like a parade, all up and down fifth ave
So you riff have plenty of back, cause i attack, like blood
cells
Fighting off diseased mcees
Like super freinds, in a metropolis, in a super bense
With howie, now we, got two threes
Fuck it, six, gimmie the mix, and i'm a kill em' with the lyrics
So dig a plot, and nigga got, seven
Never doubt, i go all out, scadida
You need a map
You need a rap
You need a slap
You need a nap
So take one, because your tired
I get so phat, i feel wired
But i never sell, or fall, cause i never fell
(chorus： 2x)
Verse 3：
I don't beg
I break your leg like an egg
And fry it try it, and see what happen when i'm rappin'
Shit start
So don't get smart like max
Cause cold hard facts prevail
I don't sell, i don't turn pale
But i'm very ill, i'm fatal
I rock rhymes like a cradle
Many days, many ways, let me count em'
Everybody that i caught, everybody thought
But but, bu bu but, don't stutta
Just say it
Shit is budda
Now don't that feel betta
Get a sweata
Cause it's gettin' colda
Every time i holda
Mic, niggaz freeze up, so eaze up like, off the scrotum
Cause you wrote um', like you know dum'
So let me show dum', real rhymes
Cause i feel i might start buggin', if you don't back up off the
mic
The lyrical war is on, and so i strike
Chorus 4x
3.Rough 2 The Endin'
(rough till the endin)
(till the endin) --＞ big daddy kane
Check it, i wreck every record
Cause it's a fact that me and ak, we don't lack
We got excess, we comin express on the track
We runnin over the wack
And mc's, we got the bomb
And it's fatter than dom deluise
You can't see the knees
That's how fat it is
So that it is
I know it like a poet
And i owe it to my peeps, so i keeps on top
Like a wig, ya dig？
It's the nig with the six fig status
According to my rhyming apparatus
I am nimbocumulus, and you are just a stratus
I tower over
I got the power nova
I move tides when my rhyme collides
I cause rockslides
I open the ground with sound
That's bound to drown a small town
Or village, causing spillage into the forest
I'm rougher than chuck norris
Only he's pretending
And my shit is rough till the endin
(rough till the endin)
(till the endin)
Up in solitary confinement
My mind went
Now i'm bent
And starin at cement
Repeatin and repeatin
Every lyrical beatin
I ever gave
Boy, you better behave
Save the brave role
Cause it don't matter how old
Or young, you're gettin hung
Straight from the ceiling
Straight from the ceiling
Don't fake the feeling
I'm comin out peeling
So you can put your hands up
But it don't stands up
So bring your mans up
Anybody, yo, i shot em with the shotie
Word to gotti, i need a puddy
I'm shittin, my shit is hittin
Like a collision, i get a commission
While you're wishin
I'm fat, and you're malnutritioned
And i'm fully conditioned
Like a room with a ac
Burn me？ are you crazy？
Stop pretending
I'm rough till the ending
(rough till the endin)
(till the endin)
I'm comin straight from scratch
There ain't no muthafuckin match
But i got a lighter
If you wanna be a fighter
I think you mighta
Did a lot better with a one-nighter
And yet you wanna get with a vet
You put a can-can in the middle of 'nam
You'll get attacked and ate raw
By the war pack
But i never swine
Never mind, i'm fine
But come test, and you'll rest in a shrine
Forevermore, nevermore
Have i felt so raw
Unlock the door
Because i'm comin on stage
But stand back from the cage
Because i maim, they can't tame
At any age i rip off the head with the whip
Now give me that microchip
And them papers
I'm runnin capers
I got the nuclear vapors
Fuck the spot, i'ma blow up the world
You just mad because i towed up your girl
And sent her back lookin like raggedy ann
She said her man was like faggedy dan
But i'm not him
I'm rough till the end
(rough till the endin)
(till the endin)
4.Walk The Walk
Yeah
This right here
For all them niggas that like to talk
Talk the talk
You better walk the walk
Knowmsayin？
Cause one of these days
When i see you in the dark
I wage war on stage or street
I battle defeat
Relentless
You get shot like tetanus
Feel the wetness
Gush
I'm in a rush
No time to sigh
Now die
Shit is so fly that i gotta get clearance
In case i enter air space interference
Mach 1
When i rock, son
Cause i take off
While you make fake soft
Little jingles
Sell a few singles
But that ain't shit
Cause a hit ain't a hit without the lyricalist
And at 22
I'm takin any crew
At any time
Cause many rhyme
But a lemon ain't a lime
And i don't falsify to get by
You must be more than herbally high
To verbally comply
To my vocal range
I get strange when i change
Into the syllable killer
So beware
Cause i'll be there
Lurkin, workin
Till your head hurtin
(hey yo ed) what？ (niggas wanna talk!)
(now let's see if they walk the walk!) (3x)
I break and bruise the backs
Of musical acts
Cause i slam harder than a steel door
I'm real raw, so nigga, what you feel for？
I'm straight to the point, like a line
Me and this mic of mine
Stay tight, whether i write or freestyle
You see style
You never thought existed
I'm unlisted
You can look, but you'll never locate
Where i rotate
Cause i never stop or rest, and i ain't
You get wet like paint
You feel faint, you wanna faint
You can't stand me, the man with the stuff
Come with bullshit and get snuffed, cream puff
You are pastry
Cause you be tasty
When i'm eatin em
Beatin em into men's meat
I never been sweet
You don't wanna come on my street
In the heat
Son, gashes
Hot flashes
Sun first
I come gun first
Feet second
I keep wreckin
So you can keep on checkin
I'm nice like a old lady
Similak, baby
Pure, nourrishing
Rhymes flourishing
I know you're starvin, come and get a taste
Bring the beef and i'll discard the waste
Shit ain't the same
Things done changed
Now i got your whole life re-arranged
Till i say so
Now you're livin every day slow
Cause everybody nervous
But this is professional mic service
Dummy, now give me the money
Before i put one in your honey
Cause sonny don't cher
Hands in the air
I drug it so rugged, those panty hose tear
I give you a run for yours
I won wars
I burn niggas like sauce
Don't ever underestimate the power of the force
Mark spark the chalk
And turn the lights off dark
Seance, no response
You can't believe you can't breathe
Cause when you're from the ave you never leave
5.It's Only Gettin' Worse
6.Just A Killa
7.Rukus
(here come the rukus, the muthafuckin rukus)
(here come the rukus, the muthafuckin rukus)
(here come the rukus, the muthafuckin rukus)
(here come the...
(shotgun, slammin in your chest piece - plow!) --＞ method man
I break pens, make ends
Fake friends smile up
While i rip a style up
But i know the real ones
Who steal guns
And jooks to crooks, c-k-l-y-n
See, they be dyin
Daily, rarely do they make it to the news
New suit, no shoes, no clues
I mind my business, you better mind yours
I'm steppin to jaws
So get the gores for the cause
Laws ain't made for a nigga, pid tax-free
So they wanna find out where the cracks be
So they run up, gun up, wanna touch us
They must be lookin for the rukus
(here come the rukus, the muthafuckin rukus)
(here come the rukus, the muthafuckin rukus)
(here come the rukus, the muthafuckin rukus)
(here come the...)
(shotgun, slammin in your chest piece - plow!) --＞ method man
Now i'm back on the block stuck
Shit outta luck
I need some dead men, they keep me alive in '95
Gotta eat, got a street, let's pump it
Blow that shit up like a trumpet
No doubt, baby, maybe when they be thinkin
Shit is dead, we split his head, hit his crib
Yo, fuck that, my nigga big i just did his bid
We need a steady flow, ready-go, get the ifth
Let me hit the spliff, let's do this
Yo, tell em who dis, the rudest
Like a nudist i got no shame
I put the flame to your perimeter claim
Fuck po-po, i smoke em like cocoa
In fronto pronto
As i go on to
The next order of business
I'm sellin crisness over bridges
National, unrational, yet everything works out
Every hour on the hour, another bag of flour
I got the kryptonite that'll take away your power
(here come the rukus, the muthafuckin rukus)
(here come the rukus, the muthafuckin rukus)
(here come the rukus, the muthafuckin rukus)
(here come the...)
(shotgun, slammin in your chest piece - plow!) --＞ method man
They wanna put me in a institution
For distribution, solution
Prostitution - trick
D's wanna seize ki's, ease off the brick
My brother caught a body, but the rap won't stick
They want names, people play games like poker
I got the joker and the ace, the smoker in the waist
Under fire cook the cocoa to the base
Easy money, bee's honey, sweet, brick city street
Cold flip with the whole strip, deep
Gettin z's yet i never sleep
I be up, i re-up, and then i transact
My man's packed, i do too
So if they don't shoot you, then i will
So you die still
Either way i take your breather away
So i guess you better leave away
This ？？？ or get the clapper
I know how to make muthafuckas scatter
(here come the rukus, the muthafuckin rukus)
(here come the rukus, the muthafuckin rukus)
(here come the rukus, the muthafuckin rukus)
(here come the...)
(shotgun, slammin in your chest piece - plow!) --＞ method man
8.Freaky Flow
My flow is vivid
I give it two-hundred percent
That's a hundred for me
And a hundred for the rent
I know whatcha meant, joe, i gotta flow too
Cause they wack every show i go to
I be leavin'
I don't be beleavin' they be even
Beleave in they own shit
Actin' like they owwwn, shit
Butcha never will
So you better chill
Or getcha grill, peice, torn by the beast
You get the claws
Across your jaws
Hear the roars
Now we gonna lock the doors
Your trapped in a rap like a def game
A left came, then a right, then a fight came,
Then a light came, then an eternal night came
Now your in it, in less than a minute
Don't ever try to battle cause your never gonna win it
You better know your limit boy
You better know your limit.
(chourous： (jeru the damaja) got a, freaky, freaky
Freaky freaky flow. (brother j.) it's freaky deaky
It's freaky deaky. 2x
Verse 2：
I'm here
Not fronichole, but lyrically present
I'm in the flesh, yo, ain't it fresh
I got that special ed shit
Slap that dead shit
Now play dis
Now say dis (your the greatist)
I got enough to stuff into the ladies
I rub her with a rubber
But i'm lyrically raw
Protect your neck and double check your jaw
Cause i'm gettin' bummy
A'yo i'm still gettin' money
Yo, ain't it funny
How you can't take the ghetto out the ed-o
Maybe i'm just crazy
Why i think, i wanna kill my shrink
I see, pink hearts, yellow moons, orange stars, and green
clovers,
And red blood all over, a dead leprechan
With a time bomb tied to it's arm
In saigon somewhere on a farm
I gotta calm, down
And hit the wright wire
Or fight fire
Maybe it's a premenission, or intuition
Or some kind of vision
But either way, i'm on a lyrical mission.
Chorus 2x
Verse 3：
I think it's because i break the laws of language
Like a sandwich
I eat the whole beat
On whole wheat
Cause it's good for your teeth
Imagine a vaginal nigga like you on the street
Back on the concrete
Feet up
Gettin' beat up
So when we meet up, give your seat up
And rise
The honorable ed is presiding
Stop biting, stop writing, stop hidin
I hate fish motherfuckers, but i like writting
And snappa, blue fish
I go to one fish two fish
Or some lobster
No i'm not a mobster, but medoddion
If i was white i might say： party on, dude
But i'm the original rude
With the new york talk
So just peep, because the skills go deep
So look, and think about it, before you leap.
Chorus 2x
9.Won't Be Long
10.Crazy
(you must be crazy)
One day, let's just say that i was bored
I went for a ride in my new accord
Sucker mc's were standin outside
Talkin bout, 'yo ed, let me get a ride'
I said, 'you're already ridin on mine'
He raised his tone, and out came the chrome from behind
(better back up, nigga) 'now continue with yourself
And don't step any further, cause it's bad for your health
And your wealth and your future
Cause i don't wanna have to shoot ya' - (booya!)
And then i went into the store
I wanted some chips, it's a dollar for 4
I gotta get some juice and a loosey
I used to smoke, now it's only 1 or 2, see？
I'm not a bad guy, but i got bad habits
I was raised in the place where they grab it
If they want it (brooklyn) but i'm not a thief
Plus i'm not a punk, so don't pop junk or beef
What？
You must be crazy
(you must be crazy)
I pay for the goods and i make my exit
I walked out the door, and i saw some legs, it
Looked like cheese that i knew
＞from around the way or maybe from my brother drew
It can't be the rest, because the others are older
Looked like a nice slice, tapped her on the shoulder
(excuse me) she turned around, started to stare
Grabbed at my hat, said, 'let me see your hair!'
I said, 'there won't be none of that, at least not here'
She said, 'my man is always snoring, and he's boring'
I said, 'so what？ you're out here whoring？
What you think you're doing？
I ain't tryin to ruin no relationship
Honey dip, get a grip'
Cause that's the kinda fan i can't stand
When she wanna get wreck and still got a man
So if you got a girl, you better watch her
Because love is blind (got that ass) gotcha
(think i'm crazy)
(you must be crazy)
Well now, i got around the way and i just couldn't wait
(why？) today mom said that she was cookin peppered steak
I parked the ride, and as i stride down the ave.
I said, 'oh my, what big thighs you have'
To a slice of cheese and cut-off shorts
She said, 'ain't you special ed？,' i said, 'but of course
But that's not the matter at hand
Do you have a man？ do you understand？
What i'm tryin to say is, well, ？？？ i'm a little shy
She said, 'why, you're an attractive guy
Plus i seen your videos, all four of them
Can i be in one of them if you have more of them？'
I said, 'yes, there's one next week
Come to the crib so we can speak'
She came over 3 days later
And i laid her
(you must be crazy)
11.Here I Go Again
Straight up
You'll get ate up
Wait up
Hold up
(here i go)
(here i go)
(here i go again) --＞ lords of the underground
Greetings, welcome to the proceedings
You won't be needing your seating
For this lyrical meeting, there's no eating
And no biting, fighting is in the lobby
I didn't know that so much dough was in a hobby
My last rhyme was a pasttime, yet at present
I present the scent - smell
The funk from below hell
＞from where i fell
But i still got my soul
So i'm never gonna sell
I'd rather tell it just like it is
Plus it's my mic, so act like it is
You can ask giz, you can ask anybody
I rock any party, word to miz
(it ain't he biz) so what it is？
Straight up, you'll get ate up just like breakfast
If it's a bunch, then that's lunch, and in the next is
Dinner, now who's the lucky winner for the evening？
Flex and you won't be leaving, or even breathing
I had to come back, so there ain't no misbelieving
(here i go)
(here i go)
(here i go again)
You thought i was gone, but my word is bond
I was in the deadzone, with the headphones on
Just meditating, then i be waiting for a
Light snorer, then it's off to bora-bora
Beyond the dawn, past the corn and wheat fields
The street feels great, how the beat feels？
Get the reels and the deals is done
I be back, hon, i gotta drop it on the one
So give me my hat and my gun, i gotta run
I got a ton of styles, but you can't get none
I wipe you out like a disc, tisk-tisk
Tough stains need whisk', but i can't take the risk
I gotta take em out myself to make sure
I break them legs like eggs when they raw
Billy mcghee mcghaw, they all cried
They all died, they all tried
But they got cut like king tut, then wrapped
＞from a dummy to a mummy, let's see how you adapt
I cut the crap, and act like you know then
Here we go then, i'm explodin
(here i go)
(here i go)
(here i go again)
It's about time to drop the rhyme
And take cover, shelter, atomic melter
Shutdown, what now, i got nut now
Two nine-fitties just like titties
Rockin the sound i break down in the cracks on the trackboard
Like shaq on a backboard
I shatter musical matter
And make it even fatter than it was
Word up, cuz, i got a buzz
That is what the ism does
So i'm in a trance, i need a chance to escape
They said i'd be alright if i just made another tape
But i don't think it's gonnda do it
I been through it
I get a shock everytime i rock
I'm unstable, and unable to relax
I hear tracks and relapse
Perhaps i got the raps, quick
I'm bout to have another fit...
(here i go)
(here i go)
(here i go again)
12.Just Like Dat
13.Everyday Iza Gunshot
14.We Rule
I got somethin for sucker mc's
Rhymes so dope that niggas wanna buy ki's
But i don't sell weight, i sell hits
Druggin your mind with em one at a time
I hit em up with a couple of bars
I'm breakin mc's up like rock guitars
At a kiss concert, but not this concert
Ain't no make-up, you better wake up
Before the sandman come take your hand
I come into your dreams, or so it seems
While you're deep asleep i'm beginnin another scheme
Gettin that dough, hittin that hoe
In the video, what a bitty, what a pity
But that's the chance you take when you make it
You get strung when the song is sung
But i don't hit notes, i hit quotes i wrote, so
If you know like i know, you better not try no
Dummy move, yo money, move from the mic
Exit stage right, nighty night
Time for bed with a rhyme from ed
So put on your pijamas and tell your mamas
Beddy-bye, till you're ready to try once more
Cause i'm takin niggas out like a one-night whore
To the store, so who you're really tryin to fool？
We rule, you know we rule
We rule, you know we rule
It gets harder and harder
Cause everybody got to start a
Kid-type hit, but forget that bullshit
I'm on some hype shit, my style is well developped
When i envelop a mic i would like everyone to get the hell up
I set it off, headed off right to the mic
I let if off like an airstrike
I cover the ground with surround sound
Everybody get down before you're left deaf
So what the eff, a duel to the death
Like macbeth, so kneel to the left
And bow your head, now ed will rule
I'm takin niggas out like a trip at school
To the park, leadin you into the dark
Now form a double-line, it's trouble time
Now i got to rhyme double-time
Or triple
Cause mc's suck like nipple
I cripple, but they already lame
I come to claim your name and eat your brain
Right out your skull like a monster
And i do what i wantsta when i wantsta
And i ain't even gotta carry the tool
Cause we rule, you know we rule
We rule, you know we rule
I got rhymes a cop can't stop
They don't even chase, so don't even waste
Gas, i'm too fast, i come equipped to rip, money grip
Cause you the paper
And i'm the flatbush raper
I rip shit up, your get hit up
I don't take sex, just checks and cash
Stompin niggas out like the monster mash
Every single day of the week, plus weekends
You and your weak friends tryin to meet ends
But you can't make em meet, cause you can't make a beat
So now you're beaten, you're meat and you're lookin all meek
You couldn't see me on the highest peak
With a long-range scanner and a antenna
Cause you're fish like a can of
Tune, all on my dock, in my scuna
I see ya later, if not, sooner
So just cool
Cause you know we rule
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