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come on, come on, do it do it... [Jay Dee] Back again from the bank baby, common my chain Chains for most of these cats probably cop my rings Quick, fast
the first high priest, Melchizedk, don't shoot till you see this, just sit back breeeeeath, i got more where this comes from-from. Jay-Dee, thee origional drum master, you will never hit the best. Fast
you in the mid-day cruisin' fair With the fabulous, marvelous Marv, get down To Marley, Marley, shrimp shack, boogie star That was Detroit zoom Slum Village
out to my cats in Coney Isle Friday night out in front The Himalaya goin wild This goes out to Crown Heights and Smurv Village The nighties, and all my ?yarda trenny? Brown's Village
guns blast Run fast, here comes the verbal assaulta Rhymes runnin' wild like a child in a walker I scored from the inner slums abroad And my thoughts
the warpath First class leavin mics with a cast Causin ruckus like the aftermath when guns blast Run fast, here comes the verbal assaulta Rhymes runnin
in Coney Isle Friday night out in front The Himalaya goin wild This goes out to Crown Heights and Smurv Village The nighties, and all my ?yarda trenny? Brown's Village
Run fast, here comes the verbal assaulta Rhymes runnin wild like a child in a walker I scored from the inner slums abroad And my thoughts are razor sharp
god, I?m too precise coward That?s like Khalid Muhammad saying he?s White Power This the machete that your organs getting sliced out with The blind motherfucker in the village
estimate yo' fate yes you in touch You wanna be down, but your crew is all in it My city's Motown, my crew is Slum Village Macknickalous niggaz don't
met a Redman in Camp Lo named Mic Geronimo He'd Busta Rhyme anywhere, he was always on the go He used to live in Champtown, but moved to Slum Village
blast Run fast, here comes the verbal assaulta Rhymes runnin wild like a child in a walker I scored from the inner slums abroad And my thoughts are razor
