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One-two, one-two, girl you could hear me

One-two, turn me up

I've been a threat since Benetton Gazelles in Valleys

The Icon in graffiti in the Brooklyn Alley

Touch hearts of the Pharaohs in the

Egypt Valley My Engineer

Can't see me 'cause the booth is cloudy Still

Rowdy even though we in BM's and Audis Lookin

Like black Saudis in black Denalis I'ma terrorist attack

When I get on the track If I'm ridin' shotgun,

I need one in my lap I adapt in any habitat,

A BK desert rat It's war, then we sendin' back bodies

And gats Flip the white flag,

Homey it get worst than Iraq

We know the CIA game was to frame us wit crack

So each bar's more dope, heroin in my pen

Got a Marvin back robbin',

Head 'noddin again

Who you shit on to get on top could make it pop

In the end

Who's the flop and what's hot got you locked

In the Gym Tell Jacob I spit Jewels I could drop 'em a

Gem And if he's lookin' for a Diamond

I could hook 'em wit Timbs

I'm hip hop before Suger Hill

Signed a deal Before Studio 54 poppin' pills It was real

When Kool Herc worked the wills of steel

Now we bring the game back into a New York

Field I'm hip hop before Suger Hill

Signed a deal Before Studio 54 poppin' pills

I'm hip hop since EPMD You Gots to Chill

I'm hip hop since Bestie Boys Licensed to Ill

Yo, I'm Christopher Wallace wit street knowledg

Apostle of the project Speakerbox wit the

G Packs stuffed in a G's closest I'm tenement Buildings,

Cement streets,

I'm British Walkers

I'm scuff marks on your brand new Alize 5%

Nation of Godbodies greetin' wit peace I'm raw like Kane,

My lyrics are formed in solid rock

Spit it hotter than '86 on drug infested blocks

Last photo of 'Pac before

His Beamer got shot I'm the Queens,

One man Supreme Team Triple beam dream,

Microphone cream fiend Top five dead or alive,

I'm so amazin' 2-5 costra nostra,

Heart of this culture The game ain't over

I'm the truce troop war reporter,

Legal life stick you Against All Odds,

Not the ordinary shit you use to

I'm C-Murder before the life sentence Predicate felons,

Homicide chasin' niggaz, hopin' over benches

I'm hip hop before Suger Hill

Signed a deal Before Studio 54 poppin' pills

It was real when Kool Herc

Worked the wills of steel Now we bring the game back

Into a New York field I'm hip hop

Yes oh yes, I guess,

Suggest the rest you fess I'm Tribe Quest,

I'm Moe Dee Wild West Treach, 40,

Jazz Jeff, Slick Rick, I'm Doug Fresh I'm deaf,

I'm Canibus before he met Wyclef Original,

I don't bite I don't need nobody to GhostWrite Kool

G Rap strike the Mic I Recite the type of hype That you like,

I'm Sweetback I'm Uptown Saturday Night I'm Black Ceasar,

I'm Rudy Ray Moore,

Dolemite I'm an Assassin rappin'

I'm Grand Wizard Theodore

When he invented scratchin' I'm Wu-Tang,

Killa Bee, epitome of Public Enemy Gamblin', Hustlin',

Like Smooth and Trigger be bitter,

B Bums diggety-diggety, Das Literally,

I'm Pun in the middle of Little Italy Didn't do diddly,

Gettin' me Listen to me I'm all good,

I'm hood I'm Ice Cube before he turned soft

And went Hollywood I'm Poetic from Gravediggaz I'm ODB,

I'm Headquarters I'm Ted Demme,

I'm Paul C If I ain't better than B.I.G.,

I'm the closest I'm Richard Pryor

Before multiple sclerosis I'm beef,

I'm gold teeth, peace Mantronix, Stetasonic,

Symbolic, Bambaata, Soul Sonic I'm Dre,

The Chronic Melodic with logic Islamic

A poverty prophet Economy robbery,

Cock it I probably properly droppin'

It gotta be honesty Opposite a novelty,

Rock it I Herbie Hancock-it I'm Onyx Throwin'

Ya Gun I'm Funky 4 1

Renaissance de R.A. the Rugged Man – Letras & Covers