Now let's the show show Step out of the cold We from the 'Go, 'Go To the top of the globe The and the hoes hoes The Folks and the Stones Whoever you ride fo', we back for mo' Get to the show show, you know
Uh, uh Ladies and gentlemen the Synonym for fresh, truth is the Hardcore since I was next door to Clem and Cold as the winter fake niggaz was shiverin Shakin in Timberlands, you was played as Bennigans Hot for a minute, now you a "remember him" I been a since P was No Limit-in Stick a sayin, no gimmick and no Q infinitin down old are bendin in Yellin (Fuck Tha Police) like Ren and Pelican these niggaz on who I be Before the and the fame niggaz knew Rashid Noble like Dru Ali - many have but few been chose to be a true MC You sing wit it, inside you knowin it's wack Young who? I don't a openin act
Now let's the show show out of the cold cold We from the 'Go, 'Go To the top of the globe The and the hoes hoes The and the Stones Stones Whoever you fo', we back for some mo' Get back to the show, you know
Let, let, go It's a festival in hip-hop, we do it Pop your bottles, Chicago niggaz do it in Choppin notes for my homies, a motto And Farragamo shoes givin the model fast, drive slow, survival is the throttle Your live is hollow, shoulda kept it local Rappin over vocals, soundin as JoJo With twelve monkeys on stage it's hard to see a gorilla You was better as a dealer Feel the of this B-boy ration-al of it is what you say, and half is style Guess it's time for you to cashin now It's over folks, tell your to put the glasses down Masters now, verses touch the youth a Catholic priest Performances me stackin the sheets
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