Hip hop hooray ho, hey, ho, hey, ho, hey, ho
You
Mic check 1, 2, strap it up, load the beat,
Once again it's on, it's on
Put me on the planet,
No crooked cops, pass my pocket or my peoples
'Cause they
Ring the alarm
Jersey bring the bitch out the bastards
Woah yeah
We
Don't fuck with us
Watch these niggas get wicked now, check
My thoughts are thunderin' tumblin'
Sons of bitches switches from yellin'
Hey, can't nobody hold me
So niggaz wan' take it there,
You 'bout to feel the chronicles of a bionical lyric
Lyrically
Has this ever happened to you?
Can you name this tune?
These
It's gonna be alright, you gotta believe dat
Dear God times
Army with harmony
Dave drop a load on 'em
OPP how can
Hey, you could smoke a spliff with a cliff
But there's
Yoke the joker
There are too many overnight MC's but one
And
Sometimes because of jealousy and the intent to demise
Certain factions