Southern California underground funk assassin Known to blast the competition Break 'em up like New Edition I'm gonna rob you, throb you, rip you with
t climb I'm outta this world. - You outta ya damn mind, I grind! - No bullshit in my spare time (nah!) 3rd time's a charm! Wait 'til they hear mine. The
about some hardcore? [VERSE 2: Billy Danzenie] (Yeah, we like it rugged in the ghetto) I used to pack sling shots, but now I'm packin heavy metal A
away like a eclipse I see hips My scripts I dip game deadly as 3 clips Plus I'm the one she already wanted to freak with competition betta gone head on
x] I do it for the trappers with tha-tha-tha rocks and them ole G niggas with tha tha tha blocks (ay) [5x] [VERSE 2] im on fire the kids outta controll competition
] I do it for the trappers with tha-tha-tha rocks and them ole G niggas with tha tha tha blocks (ay) [5x] [VERSE 2] im on fire the kids outta controll competition
to take it to the street (Go get Nelly, go get Murph, Kyjuan, all them, lets go bring 'em here) Turn me up in the headphones too, cus I'm here (Heavy
in trouble, I'm blowin up like a balloon And laughin at these clowns like a 3rd grader watchin cartoons. (Laughs in the background) [Hook x2] [Verse 3
?) Just friends dog, "word to eveerything"? YES, word to everything now focus on this heavy bling Eat at Reyo's....Fettucini, Spaghetti things Cheddy heavy
the blind and enlighten the mind And the lines are arranged in a strange unorthodox style That knocks you out the box and blocks the competition On a
her?) Just friends dog, "word to eveerything"? YES, word to everything now focus on this heavy bling Eat at Reyo's....Fettucini, Spaghetti things Cheddy heavy
eight But you know we in the middle of a drought playboy, so tomorrow might be too late Prices keep on elevatin, escalatin and fluctuatin like Oprah Winfrey's weight Hesitatin, eliminatin competitor's competition
like a weapon, an automatic systematic Michael Jackson Screamin' on you and your crew for not believin' [Hook:] And I come out the winner, yeah the reigning champion All competition
holocaust, Frozen birds they sing, halos rust, we burn like molocaughts will demons waste My dreams, misery and faded screams, smile less your just a hypocrite. [Verse 3
ay yo listen Dance cause you know that you fly ay yo listen Heav D burning the joint ay yo listen 3rd joint yo get the point ay yo listen [Heavy D]
the mic is mental pandemonium And then some, you go for your hand gun Psychokinetic forces proceed to smash in your cerebellum Phonetian with more stamina than a Christian my mind, C3 H5 N3