Swordplay (Remix)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, Rebel I.N.S., your highness AKA Ayatollah, the high roller, title holder For my nigga J-Love, Brace yourself.. [Verse 1] 1, 2, yo, yo, I swing swords, one into four like Charlie Ward Clep shooter, crash the SSL Boards Should of scored when it come crunch time One time tryin' to steal my sunshine No time to unwind I put my hand on my hip, don't let the black chrome slip Loose lips cause full clips to fly on the strip So I walk swift, toatin' a Johnny Walker fifth Niggas talk shit, real heads be spazzin' often From the Shao borough, that be the sec I claim Test my grain, find the cause of death hard to explain With the pen still smokin, I drop the next lame He got the same hot flame before the cops came I be makin' heads spin, like Dayton While takin you back to phat tags and breakin' This is Menage-a-trois for your mental, diggin' out the instrumental I drive you wild like a rental [Kung-fu movie dialogue] (x2) The Tiger and Crane techniques. The tiger’s fast, tough, fierce, hard A sick one - your swordplay, inspector, has much improved [Verse 2] Yo, hittin' there like Thomas Hearns Bustin' wild, the weed burn Shorty sixteen, yearns for my whole crew to take turns I'm a loose cannon, medically examine Found deadly as a plague, so it spread like famine Splurgin', whippin' out the dirty version Throwin' rocks at the ghetto birds circlin' the urban Workin' overtime, you know it's just shine Niggas scope mine, might as well work for for po-nine But who's sign, light up the city like it's Gotham? Startin' from the bottom, then work with stardom Hit 'em with the anthem, words never forgotten Modern-day marksman, Killa Bee squadron Armed and dangerously crash the party While he be toxi on dark Bakardi Next thing you know, lights on time to go Bitches cursin' niggas out, like they ain't got dough [Kung-fu movie dialogue] (x4) [Inspectah Deck] Shoalin, Killa Hills, 1-0-3-0-4 Rebel I, terrify, S.I.N.Y And what, tear the gut...