Reunited cuz it feels so good
Reunited cuz were understood
Theres one perfect thing
and children this one is it
We both were so excited cuz
were reunited, hey! hey!
Im known on the microphone as the rap professor
Casual dresser, you may dress fresher
The way that I speak this shit is energetic
My physique of meat is quick atheletic
Remove all MCs who disapprove
that my funky fresh particle always have the groove
Youre jealous over me because youre not a competitor
Youre just a donor, Im the rap editor
Tryin to rock the mic when you get an appetite
All negative on the mic, I dislike
Try to rock the mic but only will reduce
Try to get loose, you juice as a youth
Not knowin to yourself that you shall be frozen
Im the MC warrior, who has been chosen
to rock and shock beats, polite when I recite
Sulfur MCs, you are down right, out right
Try to be talkative, theres no alternative
Hide until I forgive, this motive
I am unique with the perfected physique
The objective of my rhyme is my own technique
I maintain the paradise on this Earth
with the shut the fuck up style for what this shit is worth
Watch a nigga catch a purse
Super-hero niggaz die
Do my dirt, get away and multiply
You bitches, ya nice guys
Always want bitch, because ya need mine
I pleased on how I get up on the stage and fuck up the show
Cuz nobody cant fuck with me!
You bootleggin buyin motherfuckers, dont do that with me
with all these child-support cases I got, I needs my money!
Earl for ages, a 100 and down, sacrifice ya baby to the underground
The best kept secret, how does it feel to be
boxin in like a skeleton, growin back ya skin?
When I was young, I was taught how to produce
the science of babies gettin loose
I turned white boys to Springsteen spruce
Black to spooks, gave the Chinese Bruce
I cant help it if my style is foggy, monster boogie
Get ya high on my patio, all come to see me movie
Bicthes, youre walkin on my dirt
We aint sayin nuthin
I whisper in ya ear, make ya blink cold Pert
Love potion, plenty bones I put up
What!? What!? What!? What!?
You know what time it is,
mothefuckers!
I want to give a big shout out to the Wu-Tang Clan
We holdin it down. YouknowImsayin?
I also want to show mad love to Puffy cuz you holdin it down
Master P, you holdin it down
KnowImsayin? Dr.Dre, you holdin it down
Give Snoop my love, E-40
MC Eiht, West Coast, word is bond
This is family, I dont give a fuck!
Striaght up. Its Dirt Dog, nigga!
Yall niggaz know how the fuck I get down!
knowImsayin? Im here to represent this shit!
KnowImean? I love yall niggaz!
Motherfucker, my stomach hurts!
Bitch, I got to go!
(ah, Wu-Tang motherfuckers...)
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