97 Mentality

Yo! it's the burial ground sound, Dunn!

It's real out here

Staten Island puttin chills in y'all ****

Forever in it

My devastating hot '97 mentality

Keep me on point for my four-digit salary

Heavyweight lyric never lost one calorie

I'm soon to be seen on the TV screen

Gambino Cappuccino to the Afro Sheen

Stay black, where I'm at, high road to rap council

Splash love to Wu in an orderly tonsil

Never limit to the diction, cause chaos to mixin

Brutalize a sound check, ripple through the intermission

Rap's under siege, held tight like a squeeze

Forced in the world dawning nuclear freeze

Do the damage to the wannabe Flip Mode and Def Squad

Ruckus a whirlpool in the rap entourage

If you dare to test thirty-six, chambers of strangers

Not word of mouth, it's all real, wigs might peel

Livin large and in charge, branch out Bon Voyage

24 Diamond government named God

Alias Daryl Hill bring thugs back to kill

Circle around my son, Daryl jr. never eating lard

Auntie Dauntie sixteen, holdin me down

AIDS of rap music may be contagious to sound

Verbal the slang pushed back to create the pronoun

Method forcin J-Love to Bring the Pain from underground

Realizin food for thought is self compromising

Shaolin cut the crack into a triple-O sizin

Blue do what he do to keep that currency risin'

Hopin I catch a deal so we can catch a four-wheel

Instead of catchin bodies, **** not keeping it real

Dirt bomb **** that steal cake from stores

That's the type of **** I be wanting on my tours

Can't help it, my styles stay fat like Roseanne

Ruckus in the square I stay rough like the Clan

Panther on my arm, pen and pad in my hand

Punk motherfuckers better beware of the Shaolin

Defy interactive project Children of the Corn

Gats and my man keep on bustin til ya gone

Style so ancient it sparks just like a unicorn

Donna come through, everyday my uniform

Changes and switches

I came to make ladies outta bitches

Crackhead **** get stitches

So what up with that kid? danger when I attack it

Watch how slang hits you, just like a bat, kid

Form another Pyramid, look how we slid

All over Park Hill, Stay pretend politics

On the twenty dollar bill all in it together

You can't fuck with the stormy weather, know what I mean?

To the year Born God all the Gods strike hard

Fast from the swine, hold down your Boulevard

Father you the C-Cipher, start the revolution

Middle finger in the air for slang prostitution

To the year Born God all the Gods strike hard

Fast from the swine, hold down your Boulevard

Father you the C-Cipher, start the revolution

Middle finger in the air for slang prostitution

To the year Born God all the Gods strike hard

Fast from the swine, hold down your Boulevard

Father you the C-Cipher, start the revolution

Middle finger in the air for slang prostitution

To the year Born God all the Gods strike hard

Fast from the swine, hold down your Boulevard

Father you the C-Cipher, start the revolution

Middle finger in the air for slang prostitution

To the year Born God all the Gods strike hard

Fast from the swine, hold down your Boulevard

Father you the C-Cipher, start the revolution

Middle finger in the air for slang prostitution