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[Verse 1:] This is how the underground rocks it Addressing topics I smoke like chocolate Travel through fiber optics My dick hangs low like a locket When my shit drops, you will cop it Faggots come out the closet It's logic like Emagic® You fucking bastard 32-tracks of raw shit/ get you blasted Give me 48 and your niggaz will be asking The fuck happen to him He's gone with the wind Flashing While I'm cashing my high-tech stocks I drink my shit on rocks Love a chain with rocks Another clown gets dropped Like bombs over Bagdad Timberland boots nigga jeans with a sag Straight guess and Girbauds Just thought I'd let you know I'm sick, cut the track cause the razor in my throat The mic is in my coat The bubble North Face Letras de cancionesThe treble is EQ'd like the bass Safe Give me three feet of personal space With a beat that Tech Twelve laced And I'll show you who's great Son, I drink a whole keg Then feel much better And y'all niggaz rock never While DL spit forever [Chorus:] [Cuts by TechTwelve] [Verse 2:] You know how we do Ain't fucking with you Came with a crew You should of assumed My man was on the ones and the twos So bent out of shape niggaz stuck in ICU With a wack fucking verse nigga, I'll see you If I can't catch you live then on ICQ Name the time or the place Cyber space is cool Old fool Not ready for the second coming of Christ I've been here before, but this time it's with a mic And a drum machine sample Prime time like DL and Exampl Niggaz get trampled By more metaphors Then you ever herd before I fuck the beat like broads Then ghost like mirages Desert storm camouflages I used to rock Before I came up with Nine Planets Hiphop Before soft niggaz became hard like cocks Before the DJ's made DL's shit pop From the underground up Kick the illess shit, what! Yo I spit to ensure that ch'all niggaz buy my stuff This ain't no fucking bluff Kid I'm trying to make a living Yo you trying to make a killing Then you stuck in the system From Letras Mania