weapon is my rappin sword Intimidate MC's with the tone of my vocal drone When I'm pushin on the microphone Cause I'm the funky rhyme maker, MC undertaker
's exterminate Wait for a second E, time to debate As we take our fisherman hat off, there's no time to max On the crab MC, who's all on the bozack Who
em all runnin through tha park 'n all Give a fuck homeboy coz we sparks it off I'm a raw dogg assassin from tha DPG And i be one of tha freshest and dopest MC
two tons of the IQ When the energy starts to fornicate, that's when I punch through All type hard rock tracks that's hard to the max It's spacey like
Eminent plays chronic, mc's pneumonic You're buggin now fuck that, radio wack reconvene I sign for my condition, company flow vaccine Indelible mc's,
That's right ugh, check it out Back in the days where the people were fresh It was one MC who had to pass the test He was down by law and he's ready to
never calmly on a hype track I set it off wit my own rhyme 'cause I'm as ill as a convict who kills for phone time I'm max like cassettes, I flex like
sterben ich war ne ganze weile weg, 2 jahre nose keller, und wenn man kinder wachsen sieht vergeht die zeit noch viel schneller, denk ich an max als mc
Tina Now I'm out, lampin' in Korea with Talima We moseyin', sweatsuit Adidas, best believe I got the black heater little joint, probably Moschino Yo, Bobby Robby, whattup, Max
think and sink into with the wits of a ginzu knife Do what you like to keep it real hype Come and get the riff from the gift MC Smokin like a muthafuckin
m rough tough, strong enough to call your bluff Handcuff your wife up while your bitch, give me a buff I do run, run, run, I do run the MC's The king
are betted, don't sweat it, MC's leave beheaded What? I'm on some sit back, relax shit Some never leave my house without a [Unverified] max And count
sure, but I'm feeling that you work the dance floor and you're giving dem heart attacks So bring it back from you hear seh dem run the tracks, Excitement to the max
"Oh, mc, won't you rhyme for me one time..." To the chicks and the bros, to the pimps and the hoes, cheap seats to the front row! "Oh, mc, won't you
! Record my raps on a cassette tape deck. Wearin' no sweats 'cause Nike owns Chucks. Three rows of studs 'cause hoes wanna fuh-! Axe to max on my
Intro [maestro fresh wes] {ebony mc} Ahh yes Swinging along, just swinging ahh yeah Me and my main man ebony mc {right about now} Just swinging along {
mc rhyme and the dj spin I want yall to just get down Now when the mc rhyme and the dj spin I want yall to just get down And when the mc rhyme and the
rhyming hero (4x) You have some mc's who get too hyped From a ten word rhyme it took em hours to type That's not mcing, just an mc being Weak on his