Drops

[Intro] Let's go 9th Wonder [Verse One] While you wondering what Leg is thinking Leg is thinking what you wondering Drinking, I'm down under and Thoughts of wild money, Crocodile Dundey Shit he's waving, now that's a knife Shit he's saying, now that's the trife Ugly ass don't touch me ass nigga with attitude Still rap for you, might seem I'm against you Then it might seem we're friends too It's two sided, ain't none of that hide I don't give a shit who writes it Choose beats or choose riots, want organized street gang shit Real like democracy, we can claim this Who run it? With a mafia like Tres 6 Who want it? I'll drop on you and break shit Ugh I'll drop on you and break shit [Hook] x2 Drops You love it when it drops, and cops? I don't give a fuck about the cops, and pops? Been a problem since I busted outta pops, and watch? You have no choice but to watch [Verse Two] It was roll on point, everytime I spoke on joints Take it to the farthest extent, stayed on target with hits While you way off I cut your foot off, then wrap it in Kinte cloth Badly wounded Born to the world, then madly consumed it Destruction appetite, clutching my past life People acting like animals, evil acting hungry cannibals A fool born A unicorn's horn torn Our population, wants more porn NC-17 obscene, reading graffiti under the bridge Trap But speaking freely I just wanna live Puff marijuana tulips, wit a crush on Ananda Lewis She's so pretty But Leg he's so gritty She could never love me, L-E-G is too ugly Beauty and the Beast, truly I'm a Beast A monstrosity Who can drop with me? [Hook] x2 [Verse Three] Animal girls hands touching on him, it's one zoo Animal world busted condom, I come through Only see black white like nuns do Honestly, mad at life redrum you Everything you done once, I've done two Treat you like Isaiah, and Son you Teach you the way, look what I've done true 180 spun you Made you hate me, then made you embrace me In many cities, got plenty shitty and cost a pretty penny You can't afford me Some against me, some support me Like abortion, play the game of prize and fortune Stay the same, alive when the war ends Charlie Sheen in platoons, San's son I got a rivalry with the moon, publicize it soon Will join in illustrations, to avoid litigations I switched identities, LFK they still try to get the Kennedys Try to assassinate me The last of the great MCs, similar to Mohicans Might see me in the spot slow freaking, a chick with her flesh hanging out John Henry shit Leg's banging out [Hook] x2