Here a track I found underneath
Findin' beats is a treat
An' I don't care if it top pop
Abracadabra can't keep a tab a
This stickin' around like D an' it stuck Chuck
Into a mode unloadin' pop pop pop
Go the weasels that dropped from the hip hop
Kissin' the good bye
Goin' goin' gone
Keep it flowin' on
Like a lemon I ain't livin'
Like a lime here's a line
To those here's a rose keep the casket closed
Gone and in check
The next is from the X
Wrecked and affected by the rest huh
How I'm gonna go I gotta flow
'Cause they figure I'm a gonna...
Tie goes to the runner
Politikin' I be wreckin'
I reckon he's the electrician
Pullin' the switches on brothers
Who be in disposition
I never got along wit' the long
Arm of the law
I saw where they place the hardcore
To them it doesn't matter
Where it splatter
Our blood from the bullet
Not ballot I vote for Jim Brown
I know it don't rhyme
Does it matter that he
In fact he won't find
Excuses inside of Murphy Brown
I'm on a level livin' low
Here we go I know
If this was Africa I'd try to give a necktie
To those runnin' & lyin' disguisin'
Three guys (surprise)
Tie goes to the runner
Not surprised at all
About the riot zone
And I moan
I wish they leave me alone yo
This was predicted not self-inflicted
By the rapp outta the 'hood
They picked it good
Hittin' heavy critical aim at all the phony names
Prez rembezzlers
