You want 'em I got 'em drippin' like water
Jazzy Joyce
To the west coast
(Yea, watch)
To the boogie down Bronx
50,000 leagues of black, so what's up
Where you from?
Play me in the winter, play me in the summer
We bouncing, moving within the truth circles
Uptown
We stratify our wealth from my looty in the bank
Myrtle Ave A train got the pic in my hair
Stressin the fact that I'm solar guarenteed to go far
Hangin' like bats,'cause the 12 inch wax
And roll a little panthers through these project halls
Now I'm a 'bout to meet my homegirl 'cause we be alike
Style baggy out clouts slick
To the universal fair
(The Bronx representin' like whatever, fly)
Lyrical skills of the insect emotion
Old school MCs
Play me in the autumn, any order
(No one's smoother)
Still pieced like that so have no fear
But I'm climbin', findin' new ways of rhymin'
This Brooklyn stylin' got the fly girls smilin'
Now glamour boys want to be triple phatted
A natural flair with our fresh ass hair
(On the wheels)
'Cause the mind is inter stellar
Say scorpio and my hair say 'fro
7 hours and the phat fly sneakers and the camouflage
The cool blast mega we black we wild flowers
Puffin' some expression, manifestin' today's lesson
There's love amongst the ranks
Whose slick?
To the lumpen mass
Rappers be boring us with rhymes of conventional
Scott La Rock had emm all, I gots the ball
I'm slicker this year, I'm slicker this year
Brooklyn
The Manchu Monkey over flunkies is victorious
Don't forget about your peeps when ya
Yes, the notorious, with rhymes so glorious
Not livin' like a star is strickly about survivin'
Creamy and fresh east coast to west
Now you see that I am 68 inches above sea level
And your tape deck blasting
And what 16 joints later still lounge
Coasting down Fulton with a bag of magic potion
The 3 color flag can't hold my baggys sag
With the gold front shinin', the baggy pants saggin'
But I'm slicker this year, I'm slicker this year, yea
MCs
I was raised in the ways of the Manchu Clan
Lovely all over the city
We played you made you change,strictly ought to
Jazzy Joyce
Make sparks from the barrel me tal pistol
To the mixtape crew
To the east and wild Crooklyn, New york
Creamy kid yo Smith and Wesson win a blessing
But I'm slicker this year, I'm slicker this year
To the hip hop nation
Fresh, from flatbush in my baggy booster gets
We lounge stay phat notice our G limp
93 million miles above these devils
To the depths I dive seems lunar like aqua
To the queens everywhere
Divin', deep into the groove of the ghetto
And my blood say bro, my clics say, "Eh, yo!"
Hit it
To the whole S I
East born Beast candles on
Style is tight ees bust the cami' fatigues
Now I'm rolling with the 7 and the crescent
Dazed and amazed when they hear the three dimensional
Catch me at a hot spot with the dusk daughters
Slick in my ways since days of the classic
Black motion is ocean style
The angular slang blow spots, bang, 11
Cool are you slicker this year?
Jazzy Joyce
(Phatter than a '94 land cruiser)
And 5 elements posture take a B boy stance
This downtown flavor shines from many angles
7 1 8 to omega
A alike, C alike, let's G alike
Can we avenue slide player style ghetto walk
Hit it
