Ayo
Ayo (What's that?)
One time for your mind (Back again)
Grand Imperial (Ayo yo)
You know the name (Check it out)
"Rasco"
Ha ha
Yo who think they challengin' the nigga wit' the illest rhyme
patternin'?
Fuckin' wit' Ras I have your whole team scatterin'
Cheif chatterin' ice cold I'm about to let the dice roll
About a hundred for the toll
Cross my bridge wit' biz you ain't fuckin' wit' no little kids
We grown men wit' the pen
Me and my boys destroy, you better call out the convoy
And say 'Goodnight' to John Boy
Tuck niggas away, gettin'--bucked wit' spray
By the new take for the--spit of the day
New man, new born, whole new form
Niggas still talkin', but they still can't go on
Through the eyes of the storm, I swarm like police, at the drug raid
About to get the bugs sprayed
Your style is played like nineteen-seventy-six eight tracks
Take it straight back
Be on the attack, nothin' but facts maintain
It's still hip hop, but yo, it don't feel the same
Simple and plain, I spits bonifide game
My two year reign was pure from the gut pain
The one man train givin' you all you can stand
Some niggas need crews, but I'm the whole damn van
Showin' a knack, give me a bangin' ass track
I handle my biz so I can watch the dough stack (You know it)
Even four-track to eight, twenty-four slide
I'm movin' too fast, but y'all still wanna ride
Grab the wheel, I'm headed for mass appeal
So find me a breeze, I'm lookin' for ass to kill
Back in the lab I'm killin' on the first stab
When runnin' from us you better get the first cab
