Straight Loonie

Testin one two three!

Whoa I flow rhymes wicked

And bust some to keep me uplifted

It flows to my braincells like from smoke

I'm no joke,

I make an old man croak because

I'm loc' I'm wild, psychosomatic,

I got gats stored in my attic, for any crazy bastard

It's all in the mind, when the

E drops a rhyme

My freakin frame is like a pair of

Calvin Klein's

I drop flows through

Customs, and get sniffed out like

I stole somethin when

I'm bustin

I'm Don of mic with this *************t

I rock on, to the breaker one-nine ya dig??

Erick Sermon got funk for days, for those who wanna backstab me in the back, like the

O'Jays! Can't get these nuts on the real

It's gonna be a cold day in

Hell before the

E drops the steel!

ARRRRRRRRG

H! I still rock with

My Adidas with

Run-D.M.C. and

Jay, my *************z packin heaters

So get off, get off, and if you want the real scoop on the

E Double, check the sounds!

I rise my eyes burnt like cherry

Get wise to my style more fly than

Halle Berry

I don't know so

I'm sayin bye-bye.. .. until next try!!

Def Squad, is in the house, yo

Green Beret, is in the house, yo

L.O.D., is in the house, yo

Keith Murray, is in the house, yo [Keith Murray]

And Jesus is a ****** puppeteer!

The devil cut my sights off, and

I'm runnin wild in this a******osphere

For mad *************z it's curtains

I'm losin my mind, in this biological universe

In my dreams,

I'll be gettin away drivin a hearse

So when I get to hell,

I'm stabbin up the devil first and leavin the skull decapitate his ass, catchin wreck

Rip off his head, and *************t down his ****** neck (*************!)

From the little voice in my concious

I might just leave a crazy-ass unconcious

And Y, is a crooked letter like my alibi

A psychic couldn't tell the science of my mind

This man gets the wealth and y'all can all eat *************t and die

Cause I'ma gets mines, *************!

West coast, is in the house, yo

East coast, is in the house, yo

N.Y.C., is in the house, yo

Lil' Jamal, is in the house, yo [Jamal]

Biddi-bla-ba-ba-ba, how ya like the

Squad now?

I'ma come down to represent the juveniles

I kick styles that *************z can't ************* with

Cause when

I come down

I cold wreck the whole *************t

Now who the ************* wanna see

Jamal I fades em all

And any ************* that step up, he's sure to fall

Now I come down to be the illest, the realest

Any ************* that step up,

I'm ready to peal his cap, sit back relax and dwell on the *************t

Cause I be the illest little kid

I'm ready to rip

Any mother****** that wanna step *************

I'll let you know where the weapon is kept, how the ************* you figure that you can ************* with me,

I be the illest

B.G. Bustin from

Philly, chillin up in

Cali Sally from the

Valley ****** me and she burned me

So you know

I got the illest and

I earned my props

B Fo sho'

I'm ready to rip any

MC who step and let them know where the weapon is kept you punk *************, and

I hit a switch

Any mother****** step

I dump him in the ditch

Trick!