That Shit

Ay yo, I wish I had I a track on that Nas Illmatic

Spitin' verbal slugs like a semi-automatic

I'll bring the alcohol if you wanna bring the static

And if you bring your big mouth then I'm bring the gat in

Well, yo, here I come like a dog in heat

Ejaculate butter shit all over the street

It's the beige skin beige Tim wearer

But I glare and, the best rhymin' Rican of my era

Ay yo, I break a **** jaw, hee-haw, feeling country

Feel some kind of way 'cause both your bitches want me

Time to get a nut, chill, what's the aroma?

I'm out to smoke more blunts then a Rasta with glaucoma

Strangers in the night, take flight, you ain't right

Lyrics bite like vampires in the fight

Suck the fucking life out your miss led boy

You try to represent I destruct and destroy

Coming from the top of a shaw the medulla

Burn a chicken head like an addict burn rulers

Hit 'em in the head, homegirl, do your thing

Lick balls, slap slops chicken head, spread your wings

I'll pull a gat and do anything like SWV

Because Yogi is poison like BBD

I smoke the chocolate-tah with the YMV

I think a **** pass on that LSD

Meet me at the play ground with ABC

I break that ass up like EPMD

I think I'll go creep for some TLC

If she's young I'll hear the, boop, boop, like Biggie E

Man, if you bring it, better swing it, that's my motto

No time for dollars and a drink, fuck lotto

Goin' all out, all over, best believe

Playin' shit for keeps and wild tricks up my sleeve

Chadio, rolling with Cru

Believe in my music like an Orthodox Jew

Believes in his religion and the skills that I rip

That shit

That shit

Zigga zoom, zigga zat, **** think they all that

Now they bald heads 'cause I pull their wigs back

Bring the car, yachts, cash and give me staffs

Bring me ass cheek that'll blow your backs out

Food for the mind, when I rhyme you rewind

Like you're Cyndi Lauper Time After Time

Check the program, no man can escape

Committing verbal crimes like ear drum break

Ay-yo, I don't give a, uh, I don't give a, uh

I bring it back to that every time I get stuck

But (But) I (I) Bring (Bring) Flow (Flow)

Don't have to act like it 'cause yo I know

I know what went down in the park in Bronx Park

I know that John Gotti still calling me a ****

I know the whitest faces comes from the black women

I know my ass is grass, 'cause armageddon is coming

I know we got big hips it makes us run fast though

I know I'm still a slave calling black women, ho

I know that Columbus ain't discover shit

I know a couple **** said I sound like Q-Tip

I know you said the sound is abstract but the

Blood on your face is very real, very, very real

I know you said the sound is abstract but the

Rhythm, the rhythm