You don’t ever wanna rattle my cage
Because if you wanna come and battle up on my stage
You better send all your best emcees
Cause you will see I got all the powers you devour
Step up MC NUMBER ONE, I take him out for fun
I make him & the floor parallel cause my style carry well
We excel, & we tell, that we cause hell
When we unleash shells from the clip and get sick
Send forward MC NUMBER TWO, you know what I do
When I come through with my crew, listen up!
I side step & then trip him up
Fix up, I kick him enough before I pick him up
Send me, emcee, NUMBER THREE
& you will see, I be Kray – z - emcee
I grab him by the neck, you think I ain’t got intellect
Don’t disrespect or my fit will connect
I pull him forward & head butt him in the face
& leave it distorted like a speaker putting out way too much base
I waste, no time when I shine
I grab MC NUMBER FOUR, & I get hardcore, I just
Bust up his legs, now he needs cloths pegs
along with stitches in order to stop the bleeding
I saw him reading dictionaries last evening,
Believe you me, seeing him bleeding was relieving
Dig MC NUMBER FIVE with big fuck off knives
I use Edward’s scissors, at the speed of blizzards
I play you just like the wizards and the witches
When I trick you out of all your riches & take all your bitches
My mind switches to MC NUMBER SIX
I drop six bricks on his back increasing the risks of slip discs
Grab him by the hair & drag him across the floor
Like when you get married, & the cans on the strings get carried
At the back of the car, that’s how we are when we spa
I take him so far out of reach like a star
MC NUMBER SEVEN, he went straight to heaven
Didn’t get a chance to sin, cause when I begin, I win
I skate with NUMBER EIGHT cause it aint too late
Because if you wanna come and battle up on my stage
You better send all your best emcees
Cause you will see I got all the powers you devour
Step up MC NUMBER ONE, I take him out for fun
I make him & the floor parallel cause my style carry well
We excel, & we tell, that we cause hell
When we unleash shells from the clip and get sick
Send forward MC NUMBER TWO, you know what I do
When I come through with my crew, listen up!
I side step & then trip him up
Fix up, I kick him enough before I pick him up
Send me, emcee, NUMBER THREE
& you will see, I be Kray – z - emcee
I grab him by the neck, you think I ain’t got intellect
Don’t disrespect or my fit will connect
I pull him forward & head butt him in the face
& leave it distorted like a speaker putting out way too much base
I waste, no time when I shine
I grab MC NUMBER FOUR, & I get hardcore, I just
Bust up his legs, now he needs cloths pegs
along with stitches in order to stop the bleeding
I saw him reading dictionaries last evening,
Believe you me, seeing him bleeding was relieving
Dig MC NUMBER FIVE with big fuck off knives
I use Edward’s scissors, at the speed of blizzards
I play you just like the wizards and the witches
When I trick you out of all your riches & take all your bitches
My mind switches to MC NUMBER SIX
I drop six bricks on his back increasing the risks of slip discs
Grab him by the hair & drag him across the floor
Like when you get married, & the cans on the strings get carried
At the back of the car, that’s how we are when we spa
I take him so far out of reach like a star
MC NUMBER SEVEN, he went straight to heaven
Didn’t get a chance to sin, cause when I begin, I win
I skate with NUMBER EIGHT cause it aint too late
for him to challenge, I leave him totally off balance
His acting like his drunk,
Because I’m the one here talking non stop like a punk
Mother fucker wanna track me down, you’re a chump
Like Chris Tucker, in Jackie Brown in the trunk
Of my car, I drive him to the other edge of town
& I drop him down,
He’s in the sea now, & you see how,
I bring up MC NUMBER NINE…
D… d… do I stutter mother fucker?
When I say… I do the crime
I just, run into a shop, & take a Lucozade
for which I never paid, smash it over his head
because you know what? You know what?
I’m a fucking renegade
I proceed to degrade MC NUMBER TEN
When I say my friend “do you wanna challenge?
Or do you wanna go home & tell your friends not to fuck with us”
I just took out all your nine friends, and then...
I just bend, all your fucking visions
of how you thought life might be, you see
I be the Kray – Z MC, just left you,
All on your own, & now your single
& you can’t mingle with anyone
Because we just fucked up your crew for fun
His acting like his drunk,
Because I’m the one here talking non stop like a punk
Mother fucker wanna track me down, you’re a chump
Like Chris Tucker, in Jackie Brown in the trunk
Of my car, I drive him to the other edge of town
& I drop him down,
He’s in the sea now, & you see how,
I bring up MC NUMBER NINE…
D… d… do I stutter mother fucker?
When I say… I do the crime
I just, run into a shop, & take a Lucozade
for which I never paid, smash it over his head
because you know what? You know what?
I’m a fucking renegade
I proceed to degrade MC NUMBER TEN
When I say my friend “do you wanna challenge?
Or do you wanna go home & tell your friends not to fuck with us”
I just took out all your nine friends, and then...
I just bend, all your fucking visions
of how you thought life might be, you see
I be the Kray – Z MC, just left you,
All on your own, & now your single
& you can’t mingle with anyone
Because we just fucked up your crew for fun
(Copyright.Adil Chaudry.2001)
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