调:C major•
Verse 1
Rhymes galore, rhymes galore,
rhymes galore
Rhymes galore, rhymes galore
This for the motherfuckers out
there on some real hip- hop shit
Verse 2
mayday mayday
F
Kunta Kinte
(so, what you say?) what is you
F
C
I be designin' fashion like Mark Buchanan,
niggaz cover yo' face!
Uhh, excuses me Mrs! Sure to
Give you niggaz the sickest,
C
plottin' and schemin'
Fuck the bullshit,
my nigga it be best you know 'bout it
Before you get secret indicted,
make me slap a nigga lopsided!
Hold up, son listen it be so beautiful
When we catch you like a nigga sold us too
much pharmaceuticals!
Ay- aiyyo- yo, number one roman numeral
And hope you know you got to keep
a corny nigga smothered
Grab the Gat off the cupboard
You never know when shit is safe
so keep yo' face covered!
While I be scorchin' it,
a lot of niggaz be lookin' for alternates
And still just lose they life that's
Trailblazin' me,
I create junkies just like
yo' block
Catchin' suspects who thinkin'
Verse 3
Rhymes galore, rhymes galore,
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