Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh Let the boys be Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh noise b-boys
Well another one, in the gutter one, ghetto running em Troublesome, double dumb, I come to beat em em and mistreat em, so what if that I'm cheating Now everybody wanna grimey (yeah I know) I'ma ya how, come on, all in together now Yeah oh yeah that's how it gotta be So stop trying to be as me cause you can't do that about it; playing Russian roulette with an automatic I bet my ass the line the last bullet's first on line and step and repping and run, packing a weapon is wild Peace to the on Rikers Isle Tough enough and trembling, blend in like a Buck, bye guy, oh my god I'm so high Cause they say I rhyme, say I look like a gremlin But what it take to make a kid make a million children SLAM
Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh Let the be boys Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh Make b-boys Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh Let the boys be Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh noise b-boys
I'm the nitty, nasty, smashing, never slow gassing Strictly swift blast of the fashion That I provide, I the U.S.G the ghetto vibe, make me flip like Jekyll and Hyde Of course, I across with the pure for sure unadulterated uncut raw Disgusted, busted, you touch it, too hot You forgot, you're not ready, your head get ruptured Hit between the eyes, I plan to I the static, I run with the bad guys The villains, crooks, and the fighters See the big black picture if you look inside of my It's graphic, expressed it So kill the copycat act kid, all mastered Directed it, when y'all expected it And it was safe, Onyx hit you in the face so SLAM
Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh Let the be boys Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh noise b-boys Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh Let the be boys Slam, da duh duh, da duh duh noise b-boys
I'm a b-boy, in my b-boy stance Hurry up and give me the microphone before I in my pants The mad author of anguish, my polluted is heavyweight and still undisputed You took the words right out my mouth now walk a in my shoes I paid so many dues, I feel used and and I'm so confused Excuse me, for example I'm an of a whole generation And you got ten sticky fingers it's an imitation A figment of imagination wait it gets worse I'm not watered down so I'm of thirst Coming through with a scam, plan B-boys some noise, and just, just SLAM
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