Touch and D-Stroy (feat. D-Stroy)

Warning (Warning)

The Surgeon General of Brooklyn, New York (New York), has determined (Determined)

That the sounds you are about to hear (Hear), will always be devastating (Devastating), to your ear (Ear)

Let's do it yeah that's the fuck I'm talking about Man - And I'm hittin' 'em hard

That shit, Man (And I'm hittin' 'em hard), ha (And I'm hittin' 'em hard)

You already know what it is right here, yeah (Hittin' 'em hard)

History in the makin' continue to sleep (Hittin' 'em hard)

I'm still capicu still sucka free

Comin' through with a little company

Now enough of this fuckery

If it's that boom bap rap that you want, come fuck with me

Toca!

A brand you can trust

Killin' shit still with my hand on my nuts

Back by popular demand it's a must

50 MC's with plans to discuss

Plus (Say what)

I be the first one to set it

Watch what you ask for, you just might get it

Go for mine before I live to regret it

I wrote this rhyme now you can see where I'm headed

Not bad for a rookie

That's why promoters still book me while y'all playin' hookey

And y'all thought I did it all for the nookie

Off the third rope like looky looky (Looky Looky)

Superfly Snuka

Hit 'em with the left right, left right hook up

Touch and D-Stroy make you look up

While DJ Premier cuts the hook up

C'mon

And I'm hittin' 'em hard

Oh, why yes

You are now rockin' with the best

My rap **** say yes yes

Oh that's fresh

C'mon and bring it out your chest

My rap bitches say yes yes

Oh, why yes

You are now rockin' with the best

My rap **** say yes yes

Oh that's fresh

C'mon and bring it out your chest

My rap bitches say yes yes

I'mma destroy

Standin' in my D-Stroy stance

Gotta shine like the glow in Bruce Leroy's hands

Out of this world wild, gettin' Leonard Nimoy amped

50 MC's, 'bout to rip like B-Boy's pants

Yikes!

Bushwick son!

I am a little nutty

So lyrical kids will love me till I kill your buddy

And leave 'em like Silly Putty

From this McGillicutty to Magilla Gorilla **** I'm talkin' everybody

Maxwell's Memorex

Tone Touch forever fresh

Headphones, hoodie on like Bill Belichick

Act disorderly

I keep whores with me

'Cause groupies wanna fuck a legend like Kimora Lee

Get up, stand up, c'mon put your hands up

Mosh to the tracks before they put us all in handcuffs

Yeah people tweeting "D is a beast"

Clean version I ain't bleepin' with you bleepin' MCs

C'mon

Oh, why yes

You are now rockin' with the best

My rap **** say yes yes

Oh that's fresh

C'mon and bring it out your chest

My rap bitches say yes yes

I'm hittin' 'em hard

Oh, why yes

You are now rockin' with the best

My rap **** say yes yes

Oh that's fresh

C'mon and bring it out your chest

My rap bitches say yes yes

I'm hittin' 'em hard

And I'm hittin' 'em hard

And I'm hittin' 'em hard- Hit, hit, hit, hittin' 'em hard

And I'm hittin' 'em hard, And I'm hittin' 'em hard

I'm back and I'm hittin' 'em hard - hittin' 'em hard

Tony Touch, Tony Touch, Tony, Tony, Tony Touch, Touch, Touch