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Y’all know there’s a lot of M C’s

But just give my chance on the mic

Open the, open the, open the

Open the, open the, open the, aah

Open the safe with no key, it’s easier than battlin' me

'Cause uh, uh, I’ll make you walk like a doggy

Some say on and on but they mean on, on

I got tired of that new style, breakdown

I have to take it back to the break of dawn

When Melle Mel was Melle Mel

And Al Capone was Al Capone

Bootleg is sellin' now it’s rap

That’s sellin' in the village but I’m just privileged

To makin' my home from my spirit

So when you hear me it’s the man

With the deeper thoughts

At night I can’t sleep my brain

Keep movin' like a body on a horse

I don’t stand, don’t stand

Don’t wife me I construct on bricks

Some thoughts it wasn’t

Until he said, «He sunk my battleship»

So hip-hip, load the clip, hip, I miss, damn

I pay my taxes so I won’t mess with Sam

Ya hear the rhyme, you stand still, some ask for refill

We move your thoughts so I can see if you for fake or real

'Cause Buffalo Bill bit battle inside from my rap meal

And left me on a hill, hill so when I battle no will

So mama should I kill a man like Cypress Hill, chill

I got no lawyer so I pleadin' my own appeal

How does it feel when a monkey is your ill

In a J A I L? I have no time to make bail

Saw someone to be macho

Like fritches that got the lyro

So they had it at bein' a heroes

Where did their bodies go, only God knows

You got caught, between the fire and the hoses

You wanna battle? Bring your Moses

Forget what fun, what time Moses and someone goin' down

And it ain’t Gastor Douglass 'cause the roughest with the guy

Becomes a pussy so all the bad boy talk

Come on 'cause I’m the nice dog, yeah, hawk

Throw many fights in fought courts, boss

Never lost so toss a nickel and change your course

Say, «Mama», say, «Mama», say, «Mama», say, «What?»

Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this

'Cause we were far, from reality

Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this

'Cause we were far, from reality

Aiyyo, huh, huh, ho, with the badder that run the Tent

Who walks really for lack of listenin' to the drum set

You silly nimble bad as to my car, don’t put the bass

Oh, on the table test the super lantra, you got caught all that toe

With twenty-thousand legs, I’m laughin' arrogantly

As your nostril bleeds, relax and max and drink a Gin on the Tech

Well their gatin' for another Pirate to lose his neck, check

I got a call from Captain Hook in so quick

We used to be partners 'fore the clip stole my rapper

I had to be right 'cause you fight like it was a bitch

I had to change the rhythmic pattern

And make sure it fit so now when I go and see with she

I thought the pirates through a telescope

And bomb 'em like it’s make believe

Blow me my sword, I out for my protection

'Cause I might ship on landin' side and start an insurrection

A pirate had disguised himself as one of my crew

But I saw true and had to shake a him before he got through

Hey, hey, guy the loot the booty

I formed like a ram, I gave an ultimatum

And told him he could do time

But he argued and fought me

He tried to bust right and so I took it upon myself

To make the brother walk the plank

Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this

'Cause we were far, from reality

Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this

'Cause we were far, from reality

Fo' to the fo' to the fi fe come, I smell the blood of

An Englishman run son, ya, see the man cannot understand

The hammer and the barrel hum, so when I get them someone

Will know where the hell I’m from

'Cause I’m sprayin' M C’s

With my mack ten machine gun, the hand that rocks will

Be the hand of the gun bum, rum, pum, pum, pum, pum

Is the drop of my snare drum, freakin' is the beat of my tum, tum

Makin' M C’s walk like a doggy, hah, hah

I’ll make them walk like a doggy, it’s like the blunt to the phillie

The ganja to the sessy, you can’t write a rhyme

Without the roots mentality

'Cause ain’t no Milli, Vanilli but the kiddy with the skilly

To rhyme so dope, I made up my own vocabulaby, skilly

Missed it from a bomber tacky lackin' all the bum

That get her to a to and fro, I guess they made me boy

So can I get the cheers, not the chant from cheers

But the chant from my peers

That I know are really down with me, cheers

Now that I mean those that been since the beginnin'

'Cause some of y’all cut out when it started rainin'

Now check me at the movies, I’m rollin' like Black Man

I didn’t need Batman, he teamed up with the favourite, eh

Tell all your friend, friend, watch all your friend, friend

'Cause some say are your friend before wanna dem bring you poison

So I roll by myself and that I carry my bit

You wished you stayed around, you know my clip got the lip

So empty your hooray, your hooray to your hip

And if your hip’s a book, you know you got to get off bricks man

Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this

'Cause we were far, from reality

Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this

'Cause we were far, from reality

Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this

'Cause we were far, from reality

Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this

'Cause we were far, from reality

Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this

'Cause we were far, from reality

Some thought we were blunted when we wrote this

'Cause we were far, from reality