Freestyle #15

Yo we represent Queens [Mr. Cheeks] Yeah yeah We have a tight situation goin down right now A tight situation LB Fam, Queens most wanted Funkmaster Flex Queens niggas in effect! Yo (Uptown Boogie Down) We bring the dram' to the mills, show the skills (Brooklyn!) Word up? How we do baby Represent (NYC) Aiyyo, aiyyo I come correct with just a paper and a pen With glasses with tints, I represents with my men Either, inside or outside the pen Color of my skin spells sin And let me begin, to hit these motherfuckers in the gut My attitude is what? I lay in the cut Your crew's blunt, they play Moet when we come I represent the slum no need to tell you where I'm from Jeans speak for themselves, Jamaica Queens fit I play the smart when I hustle on the Van Whip Believe kid, word to mom we come through And make a power move kid on you you and you My man Pop got the Glock ready in position Rapper bust a cap we do the same, man listen You must be on a mission thinkin you can fuck around With the champ you must be amped you can't blast a whole round I make the fo'-pound everytime now how you want it I think I'm bustin up inside that ass because I'm black So down everyday, that's the way I sway Like I said before you're just a needle stuck in hey Yo what the fuck you say? You don't smoke trees? Now what the fuck that got to do, with the LB's? Get a few degrees, plus robberies My rhymes is perfected like a sniper when I squeeze It's not about the G's it's capabilities in this For those that try to diss I put you on my death list I'm the drink they call, lime with a twist I got the shit that go, pump your black fist (PUMP PUMP) If you tight what's the deal, wanna get ill? * last line blurred by Flex scratching *