[Intro: Khrysis]
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Nigga, ha
Hahahaha
Shit, Bus, this how we gonna do it
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[Verse 1: Khrysis]
Yo, lyrical miracle singin' negro spirituals
We all the way live while you niggas is pitiful
Your shorty wanna ride 'til she reachin' the pinnacle
See it all up in her face, ain't no need for subliminal, huh
Moving in silence all you get is a visual
Jamla be the squad, my nigga, check for the interview
Smart dumb niggas never keeping it simple, dude
Hoping you get a clue, the fuck is you finna do?
What? You know we gotta get the green right now
Like a hungry pack of wolves out on the scheme right now
Fucking up the whole scene when we blow like blaow
Motherfucker, you ain't live, need to sit your ass down, huh
This that shit that make somebody stand up
Get your life together, nigga, fix your plans up
Ain't no room for no pump faking, nigga, man up
And stay up on the grind so you can get the grands up, ha
No static, my style is automatic
Too much of anything makes you an addict
She went and stuck it out for a nigga
So I grabbed it like another opportunity, you know I gotta have it
Gotta go get it to 'em, you know they gonna want it (What?)
The people are fiending, baby, go 'head and get up on it (What?)
No need to worry about it, got it covered like a awning
It's the start up of your ending, motherfucker this a warning
Like that y'all, ha

[Chorus: Khrysis & Pharoahe Monch]
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Nigga, ha (Uh, woo)

[Verse 2: Pharoahe Monch]
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The black Rocky Balboa flow, take Apollo to school
Models from Colorado swallow my cock, follow the rules (Bobble heads)
Toggle the joystick, joggle the juice
Lick clitorus and spit the lotto ticket, then gobble the goop
Let's get it poppin'
Poppin' bottles, vibin' with top notch women
Rockin' Movado watches, jocking the crew
City Diddy bop, pretty itty-bitty titty committee
Washington, let me come through
Lord knows, this man is bananas, they can't stand 'em
The plan is to ban 'em from, radio bandwidth
And this'll will get some cameras
The fans will put they damn hands up
And any battle anybody who ran up
Slam (Boom, dum-der-dum)
The god Tarhim and Khrysis, the tandem
We rattin' MCs and holding they seeds for ransom (Ooh)
Name three more cats that's more handsome
You're about to get dropped, Marilyn Manson
No make up though, the Wake Up Show bars
Will break up your face and make your broad check her waist

[Chorus: Khrysis]
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[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes]
Negro spirtual
Look, body builder with bars with a phenomenal pole (Ha)
Ambulance rap, call me abominable (Huh)
Brandish the strap, the poncho fabic is wool
Bullets swollen in a car check, bitch, the ratchet is full (Ha)
Ignoring what you talkers, what you yapping is bull
Uncapable un-inflatable, what you're capping is bull (Ha)
Nigga, you can't rap, you un-a-rapperable
Go play the grand wizard hand, I'm unslappable-ble
Comply and go and wear your mask, but I'm unmaskable-ble-ble
When you breath underwater, unfathomable
Watch how I rock a nigga to sleep
Buff-boff, nigga, you got kush?
Leave 'em with speed knots
Loving the way that we bop
Hold him a few blocks so he could cop
He pulled me over, but he a worthy a feeble cop
Don't be aggressive dont even do what you need to stop
It be the same damn thing
Same campaign and be the same damn pain
Niggas throwing up off of the same champagne, look
We don't fly on the same dam plane, yeah
Got the key to the weed spot
Got the spot and the street locked
Protect myself with mean Glock (Bang)
Move strong wit' it
The boom gon' get him to lay a nigga in a freestyle (Freestyle)

[Chorus: Khrysis]
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