<<< HipHopLyrics.de >>> Artist: Square One Album: Walk Of Life LP 2001 Track: Square Biz ft. AG & Party Arty Thanx2: Showdown Records I've got a voice for this shit, no choice but to spit Rolls Royce to the six, eating oysters and shit GD's in the disc-player and if you got fifty keys you're brick-layer or get your weight up! All player-haters get your hate up, all flavored gators niggas paid up, I see ya'll Throwin'trees to the cigar Iíve seen you in that CVR tryin' to eat Pa, wantin' to ride peacock speak hard got TV's and VCR's or DVD's, niggas can't see GD! Might as well quit rap and get your G.E.D heard the don of your mob wanna meet with me... For what I smoke blunts in the back of the six doing donuts Don't take much for me to go nuts I know pimps and know sluts that hold bucks and eat cold cuts every night like so what. WHAT... I'll be firing threats,quite as kept my nine'll reflect signs of regret through holes that my silencer left live & direct,computerized minds'll connect High Intellects raised in confinements of death and ya better peep the science that I hide in my tec tryin' to neglect the depth of pride and respect Eveytime you see the God, ya be dieing for rep crying for less, leave your hos eyeing & wet when I asked for some beats ya couldn't find your cassettes so how the fuck you wanna go line for line with some vets?! Rhyme for a Lex, catch me even rhyme for sex make heads bang, 'till they're bleeding out of their necks. I'm probably the best, my sick terminology's flesh All that' let's keep it real got me tired and vexed As hard as it gets, the Concrete Messiahs're next Watch Edward Sizzerhand electrifying your sets, bet! I'm known to show love,despite my cold blood lazy but crazy bizzy like Bone Thug twist the dro bud, this bitch is so tuff baby hit me crizzy and lick the whole nut from a baby to a juvenile been about cash money and if you ain't got 5 on it you won't get a pass from me I blast a strike & kill, that's cause they like our steele I keep a mug and be real on Cypress Hill Had a westside connection since back then ask Dub C, I'm cold as Ice Cube with a Mack Ten and ya'll claim ya'll stars but ya'll hardly peeped I'm a prodigy bringing the havoc and my Mobb Deep Allah spoken quotin' bars cigar smoking ain't swollen but the Giant'll squash Hogan represent the seven like Lamar Odom can't say your weed is the bomb 'till I start choking, so fuck the soldier, I'll stick the leader and I tell herbs to shut up like Trick & Trina like Insane Martin Payne I throw dick to Gina lot of whips, not a trick, got a sick demeanor and shouts to all my unsigned niggas Get Dirty is the next to blow ya'll don't want rhyme niggas sex is us, tecks is us fuck with fam stress is us like Joe Black death is us seen niggas blow off the meat, next is us seen niggas fly off the roof and never mess with us here roll that and catch the rush you thorough niggas hold that and rap with us. What!!! Chorus: Repeat. <<< Support >>> DEFLOK HipHopMagazin.com -> Das älteste unkommerzielle Hip Hop Mag straight aus dem Ruhrpott. Unbedingt mal abchecken! BOMBING HipHopPromotion.de -> Promotion Agentur, welche Euch u.a. kostenlos Promostuff, wie Sticker, Flyer, etc. nach Hause schickt. Nebenbei supporten die Jungs auch div. Projekte [Eure?] umsonst!