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Check Uh huh Check check, y'all [Everlast] Yo, Whitey Ford's the name. The hunchback of Notre Dame Couldn't get more bent when it's time to represent And I control it like rent in a slum tenement Life's hard like some men in the concrete jungle I don't smoke jumbos, so what you knockin' for? There's locks on my door We rock from the floor to the ceilin' Ain't no drug dealin' Ain't no cat peelin' You can't fight this feelin' [Casual] Well, My style's golden, hot like molten rock Niggers come bold but leave here holding jock High roll patrol roll through the set on fifth Armed solo, sippin' momo with a chick Niggers takin' penitentiary chances at the dances Lettin' off shots, lit off the lanterns Mad 'cause a nigger can't test with no access to phatness like this Letras de canciones[Sadat X] From one stone the cowboy was founded plus surrounded with Casual and Whitey Ford the whole world and your girl From the bay to L.A. to my blue N.Y. I ain't tryin' to die, I'm tryin' to live well, to cool out I pick up my daughter when the bell says the school out Who the hell brought a tool to this peaceful event? Now I can love you, front you, or leave to hunt you To play it too close is to be hit with this dose [Everlast] Yes, yes, y'all [Sadat X] Freak, freak, ya'll [Casual] So fresh, y'all [Everlast] To the beat y'all [Sadat X] Yes, yes, ya'll [Casual] We don't stop, y'all [Everlast] We keep it rockin' til the panties drop, y'all [Casual] I seen that rap is bein' ruined by you and whoever doin' That crap, they got me booin', in fact, I'm getting' to 'em A electro poetical surge gave me the urge to consume the tomb and submerge The depths the adverbs Can't depict the sick Analyticals You pitiful trick I'm the pinnacle and the prodigal Rhyme style's Hypnotical Fuck the article The art is hardest To harvest the hard shit [Sadat X] I slave till all my work is done I'm cash hit Stack up my money for a Grammy shit I like them all house parties rockin' Plus I been getting' cozy Bitch, turn your head and keep your eyes Where they supposed to be Supposedly I was seen with something lean, huh Brown skin I keep it bouncin' I say loungin' On the side with red wine I know that shit on my floor ain't swine [Everlast] Now back it up, stack it up and hit me one more time It might be your phone call but check it, it's my dime And I know she's fine, but get off my line Or I'll break that spine And then maybe your face You all up in my space Like with Puffy and Mase But that's just not the case' Cause I'm settin' the pace While you followin' and swallowin' Savorin' the flavor In your audio for now Quick suckin' my style CHORUS Rock on 'til the break of dawn, just freakin', yeah, baby Rock on 'til the break of dawn, just freakin', yeah, baby 'Cause this the funky beat, 'Cause this the funky beat, 'Cause this the funk, the funk, the funk funky beat 'Cause this the funky beat, 'Cause this the funky beat, 'Cause this the funk, the funk, the funk funky beat [Sadat X] I'll leave a piece of my style Flyin' high up in the air And you'll say to yourself Damn I'm glad I was there This is as rare as me frickin' share You people stare But behind closed doors You will take it there [Casual] Yeah I be the extraordinare Judge from Bayfare To Albee Square Tell me where the party at I'll be there Let her hit the coney at Show her where to ride the pony at [Everlast] I be the man With the large amounts of savoir faire I'm about to cut loose my dog so you all best beware If you can dance with flare then get out your chair We be smarter than your average boo boo bear CHORUS From Letras Mania