(Okay budddy - start playin)
Hush-hush pooh-putts, I lay ya like sheet rock
He thought he`d rock me, what a peacock
You ( ? ) creampuff cornpie
I`d get a million for my rhymes if I took em to a pawnshop
A musical menace, in awareness I make slammin hits
I got flavor more than a banana split
Prepare yourself for a hip-hop, a knock, a blast
A hitman for hire by the name of Lak Shabazz
I elevate till I raise the roof
Girls get naked and give me their bathing suits
Like a magnet I cling to the mic, I don`t swing a knife
I`m like GE, I `bring good things to life`
One of the chosen few holding you under siege
Wanna bleed, I treat you like weed and a fonto leaf
Roll ya, smoke ya, you should hold ya breath
I see smoke comin out your ears from the notes of def
It ain`t nothin like ( ? ) listenin to a serious saxophone
That cracks the dome open wide
To a smooth sound, who`s bound to do now
Not too many, I see a lot of them go and hide
The subject is that I must get
Hype, this is a chain, a connnection of ruffnecks
You`re weak and not wise, you move counterclock-wise
You should know that I swap flies
The microphone gets clutched like a turning kit
Gimme a scratch, watch me burn a bit
Yo, I hold information like a microchip
I`m rough and rugged, I might as well go head and flip
Into a lyrical round-off
All I hear in my ear is that they love the way it sounds off
The way I beat on a rap was quite brutal
I make em completely ineffective, futile
Rhymes I could rock, I`m in a good spot
I turn sell out crowds and pack em in like Woodstock
Been a long time since you heard a rhyme like mine
You`re impatiently waiting for the punchline
But it won`t come till I`m done, so beware, son
My vocals are deadly, most get scared and run
For reinforcements, I`ll enforce this
Law of how to get raw, watch my force rip
Take a sip, the beats`ll hit you
Here`s a chance to dance, now may the force be with you
Rhymes ( ? ) like kerosine
You ride my saddle, you wanna battle, you get creamed
You better quit I don`t think you can deal with
I was made mentally, physically fit
To take heads, cold rip to shreads
Call on the coastguard, I rip the feds
45 King is in the effect mood
He`ll produce and get loose with a correct groove
You need to back off, you can`t hang with us
We`re not dope, we`re more like angel dust
The earth is mine, every square mile of it
You miss the flavor, got piles of it
I drew my path for those that follow it
My impact is like that of a hollow tip
I`ll arrange the style, don`t change the dial
I`m refined with the rhyme that`ll make you smile
Cee Just remain serious, no time to play
Stay still, nobody move, watch him display
Talents and techniques as I speak, the weak
Freak cause I`m sleak and unique
Horns are horny, the snare drum makes some retreat
Cee Just on the cut and the King`s on the beat
My voice is choice from baritone to bassclef
And these are the notes of def
