Letras
Featuring jay burnz
aiyyo check dis check dat, mc el my shit fat
rockin off this bugged track, you say we're wack yo fuck dat
word to life i kick the hyper type? my rap'll gather
after, my skills master of the dip dapper
i hold the fort with my sorts, rap sports
i got niggaz on my dick, from down south to up north
rhymes rip the hipper nigga, take a swigger
mc el the rigger of the fat style you can't figure
rhymes out the ass you can't pass up
my rizzle dizzle dazzle, tears up the band like?
i blows with my flows bust your nose kick the ass of pros
who ain't, got the how-knows, to make the crowd go (ho!)
out they see, complete my rap technique
take up mad chiefs, i go through 60 packs in a week
attackin new jeru, as i do my doo-dah
shit everyday, peace to niggaz around my way
from da bricks, where every block it got mad crews
mc el da sensai with the attack of new jeruz
artifacts
Attack, of what? attack of new jeruzalum
"check it, who wanna wreck it? i flows the next shit"
well as i step up, my fuckin reps up, and snappin quicker
i'm slicker than a zipper, get more wet than flipper
got trunks and crates, full of p-funk breaks
i'll take bootsy make a loop and you get souped because i'm great
with the four bar sample, add a bass and kick
you're on my dick for my tricks, when i fix the remix
i twist this disc with emphasis, since
dead presidents took residence, from dollars and cents
i got pull like magneto rollin cee-lo with steel dice
my black book make, more people petrol than heidi floess
i'm nice on mic jacks, and murder to a dub deck
the knotty headed ruffneck, tame don't give a fuck yet
i jump up the funk to smoke the blunt that's like a tree trunk
i get blitt, to rip shit, still piss and call mc's punks
my knotty throwin body blows like?
the trooper's gettin zooted off the funky herbal buddha
don't test me, press or even stress to try to serve me
cause i'm down and dirty from the undergrounds of jersey