7.Lunch Room Rap (It's Nothing)
(Intro) This flow is ill, this flow is ill right here Adams Fam
the pain like Method Better yet a wisdom tooth You been
miseducated, your style's outdated You need to regroup, I'ma rap
cyclone I'm tired of clones You better get ten feet away, one
size own Flip 'em the bird, flesh from the chrome You got three
feet of space and I'll crack ya dome Six minutes, Vast Aire is
on And the party don't stop till we see daylight That's about
six a.m. When you falling out the bar with ya next of kin Where
should we begin I got the yac, he brought the gin Now I'm seeing
intruders like the Gods of crimson Style's so sick, you need tea
with lemon (Hook) 2x This is that Lunch Room Rap that the
b-boy's holla It ain't about money cuz we all make dollars Ain't
about money cuz we all make dollars Ain't about money; ain't
you to step up unprepared My lecture's sharp like nades of spare
Shrink a few heads make 'em disappear Sons of Joel, you better
kneel before Zod Before I show you the wrath of God I brush my
teeth with a lightning rod I can pop-n-lock in my Izod My
favorite rapper was Todd Smith Till his head got gassed and he
lost his shit If you step up to me you better step legite I'll
hold you to the light like you conterfeit Huh-eh, cuz I'm R A W
The 'R' stands for 'Run' thru you (Sha-boo-ku) The 'A' is
'Allah's' virtue The 'W' is a 'Wide' circle Don't make me hurt
smacked There's ten more of us in here how you like that？ You
can leave with ya face sour I'll snap my fingers so you'll know
I-got-the-power! Who's that？ Ya crew's wack I guess Cinderella
wants her slipper back This is what happens when bears attack
Plus I got more ho's then a ThunderCat (HOOOOOOOO!) Caddyshack,
you want me to go for this and go for that But I know how you
moving and how you act I'ma volcano about to react (Hook) 2x
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