shadows, Canibus and G Rap flow Mothafucka you're 'fessionallin' with the Pros [Kool G. Rap:] Know it's, dough over hoes - bankrolls, Rovers and clothes And shots blow
my snare drum son could break necks You get yanked up and spanked up, your face shanked up Who the FUCK raise your rank up? I blow your tank up, pop the
a Met vet that hit 8,000 baseballs out of Shea Wish you could jump up and gun me I'm that battle rap that's stuck in fuckin weeds, and traffic Every day
[Reverand Tom - Kool Keith] Talk digital, all galactic iMax, start space Demon of three dimension intro-respection Shake the one.. The rap flow since
the facts 1994, "Return of the Boom Bap" It wasn't all about the loot It was all about Harry Allen Rhythm Cultural Institute Blowin up, 1995 Conscious rap
pump it up, and one-two (ah back it up) One-two, and pump it up, and one-two (ah back it up) One-two, and pump it up, and one-two (ah back it up) One-
Word up! Y'knowhutI'msayin? I gotta globe in the world in the mail today NahI'msayin? Heh, word up! Uhh, kid told me "Yo, the world is yours kid, put
[Heems] I'm moving up from below Me? I'm gettin' guap with my ho-mies We all about the dough, please! Swate! Getting love from the O-G's Hindu kush by
Condo's be on the Towers Livin' what comes out the Mouth of all you cowards Introducin' Kool G. Rap, he be a friend of ours [Verse 3: Kool G. Rap] Godfather
dough They used ta gettin' paid from every blow But all niggas gots ta die All niggas must decide It's what around the world they 'gon reside [Kool G Rap
with the shadows, Canibus and G Rap yo Motherfucker professionallin with the pros [Kool G Rap] Know it's, dough over hoes - bankrolls, Rovers and clothes and shots blow
, Canibus and G Rap flow Mothafucka you're 'fessionallin' with the Pros [Kool G. Rap:] Know it's, dough over hoes - bankrolls, Rovers and clothes And shots blow
only thing you'll outline in chalk's a game of hopscotch what [Kool G. Rap] I spit my shit like a flame thrower The frame blower King with the brain
Rick the Ruler was a street-made producer Ultramagnetic had the vision for the future Big Daddy Kane getting raw at The Appolo and Kool G Rap was probably
snare drum son could break necks You get yanked up and spanked up, your face shanked up Who the FUCK raise your rank up? I blow your tank up, pop the
history This is where the greatest MC's spit it lyrically I don't think you hearin me today Big Daddy Kane, Rakim, LL Cool J Kool G. Rap, Roxanne Shante Craig G