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Yes, return the last dragon balls of fire Back to attack and sharp like barbed wire The ruff rugged male human black alien My style's foreign compared to an Israelian I rock and shock a new style Hardcore's the profile I bust a cap for the buckwild I'm back in effect, how's that? I'm not Teddy Riley but I'm swingin' like a New Jack You know me, so yo check my flow G I rock 48 hours like Nick Nolte And for your information I found wack MC's camps and do 'em like Jason Yeah, do you know what they call me? E Double who raps off the walls see I work out, yeah, I do my fitness So I can find a mistress, while I'm in the business A gold digger, with the hourglass figure (Why?) "I'm feelin' sad", damn nigga Now I'm rockin' the house with Das EFX They want EFX, yeah some live effects M.D. got my back, so I'm goin' for mine So watch it, or pop pop pop goes my nine Here we, here we go (Who?) Slow flow so watch the head blow No rules in the rap game, I'm throwin' elbows (The name) Mic Doc this is hip hop (Say what?) Roll with the Hit Squad, stomp like the Go-Bots (Shiggedy shots bust) Parrish Smith rocks the spot Pumps 'em off the block Hits because my tune knocks Tower down over suckers next is Das EFX (Biggedy mic check um, one two check uhh I think I wanna rock it M.D.) Okay Drayz bet Time to exit, yo, so I'm out there If you want me you can find me at the crib Still gettin' mine rippin' rhymes on the mainline Don't play me or pop goes the nine Biggedy bang yowza, higgedy how about a mic wrecker? I biggedy break a back, I'm black and I can Decker Nigga, ya figgedy figure the way I kick it I'm dashin', I stiggedy stuck Johnny for his Cash and I trashed him, I miggedy made the bastard look sloppy Copy, I pack a nine if you try to stop me Niggedy I'm the bungle, I'm swingin' it from the left so tell the Chef Boy-ar-dee's niggaz nice, and plus I'm def Tiggedy take your life asthma, the jibbedy jibber jabber ruff rapper I wreck it then I step like a ladder So add a niggedy 'nother page into my rap book I strike like the weapon or a mother at the crack book I giggedy give a fender, figgedy bender, to a tender Roni like umm, Chachi, then Joni She'll stagger, when I move my lips like Mick Jagger She'll go goo-goo, gah-gah, they call me Ali Baba The jibbedy jibber jabber, jibbedy jibber jabber, jaw Riggedy wreck it quick and get, raw I'm thiggedy throwin' the slang like a boomerang Kill the rumor, bang, I steal a show like I used to steal Puma's Then I rock it, a topic from the sewer or the trash can I'm niggedy not the video game, but I'm like Pac Man I'm slick right, I got more Dick than Van Dyke Liggedy let the nines clap 'cause I'm back to the Manpike
Writer(s): Parrish Smith, Erick Sermon, Senen Reyes, Louis Freeze, Larry Muggerud, Lowell Fulsom, Jimmy Mc Cracklin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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