Motherfuckin' ladies and gentleman
My style's rugged like Timberland
When I clock lyric then women give
me more love than Wimbledon
My style flow local like New Jersey transit
And I can't stand it
And you'll need Teddy to
unjam it when I cram it
I'm from N to the E
W A R K Newark NJ got the AK
When I wave bitch you better say hey
I'm a Kid From the Hall
I got big balls to make your pussy
walls dribble in my drawers
Hey boy this is the way the East
coast swing it so bring it
Man I told you ass Brown- er than
James with the Sex Machine shit
I keep the chronic patrol on the road
In case you're wondering
why I keep my ism
'Cause I smoked everybody
else's shit up
My style's the ultimate funk
when I mic checka
One two checka
And I give effects to niggas
with my Black and Decker
So check the, manuscript, man you flipped
Put it down if you can't handle it
Got a B- R- C- G,
Blunt Rollers College Graduate
I got a degrees in Physics
on how high I can get
Then next I check how many niggas
that can die from my Tec
'Cause the N- E- W- A- R- K is where
the niggas robbin' and stealin'
And fuckin niggas everyday
Now Jersey's on max so pass the
dutchie on the left hand side
Hide the hidash, in case we
cridash, in my ride
So, slide, before I call the medics
You can bet bitch you couldn't
get fly if you were FedEx
Can I, drop the funk on ya, run it on ya
Strong as ammonia,
smell it from here to California
'Cause Reggie Noble dropped that cock
named Noble at Sunoco
I'm better than rice and beans
when I rock you ocho to ocho
My music more underground
than a kid at 300 XL
Convertible, fuel- injected,
that's why my style's well- respected
I'm dope on the ridealz, so
fidealz, on my didealz
And chumps are wondering what two niggas dropped
the funk
funk
Verbally you never heard of me I
smoke you third degrees
And cause surgery for emergency
'Cause Reggie Noble's
known like burglary
I get hot busted when I dip my nuggets
Hey, if it take a million niggas to
stop it just like Chuck did
'Cause we run around Newark
with the nine cock
Keep it heated for the brothers
that's not off my block
And if ya don't know the flavor,
be a tough guy and enter
So go show you more nigga events
than Jacob Jaffrey center
I'm genuine, to the rhyme,
get your canines
Cops that got the hot Glockstocked
for when it's playtime
I rock around the Robin tweet
tweet on the calendar
'Cause you couldn't pull my number if
your class major was Algebra
I make bitches moan to my
Stallone without Sylvester
'Cause I'm more deadlier than a
whole school system of investors
So check us, I always smoke mad
blunts before breakfast
'Cause I, Get Around like 2Pac with
Poetic in my Justice
Hold tight, hold tight, everybody hold tight
I'm super like my man cat,
'cause I keep my styles jam packed
I like Anthrax, split my pants like Bill Bixby
You could tell the tracks was fat
from the work of my MP- 60
I smoke the chronic that's why
my sinus always fucked up
Them bones, them bones,
them bones will have you fucked up
I blaze blunts with my nigga Mellow,
yo say hello
(Yo what up dog?)
Really, now pass the second
blunt to Quilly
Now sit your big ass down 'cause I
don't know about this rap stuff
There wasn't rap when I was pickin' cotton,
sayin massa
Y'all y'all whippersnappers,
with the caps on backwards
Man, y'all fuck around with Quilly I
kick a bone out yo' ass quick
Watch out now,
I ain't bullshittin'
I representin' the oh- oh- oh- oh- oh-
G's from forty- three goddamnit
And if you keep on with
that dirty mistreatin'
I'm gonna whoop your ass,
til your heart stop beating
And yo, chronic bubonic
the funky bionic
You find it I'll have to rewind it
where minds are blinded
Time for some action so time to find it
I smoked out like a cookout, look
out my dick's out
That was last album when I was
bouncin' on trains like Malcolm
I was high,
I thought I wouldn't survive
That's why I quit my nine
to five and got live
Because this hip- to- the- hop
shit fills my pockets
And I'm Audi for ninety- four be
cause I already got my props
