Every Rhyme I Write

[Shabaam Sahdeeq] Yo, yo we throw slug rhymes at niggas over your airtime Knock em out position, drink and piss in the moonshine We take time, rewind that, counterclockwise Got it on tape, swellin your face, showin you ca-ca No shut eye, Cocoa B's, sinister B's, nuff trees Fog like London when you come in the dungeon Hot shit, oven mitts what you need To swing with these three MC's like heavy pendants [Tek] Step to the side Dunn Dunn, you know these bullets is nameless Like virgin ass cats who hate, because they gameless Put down the stainless, only to grip upon the plastic Lighter to carry, metal detectos can't track it If it's, reason to cock, then it's, reason to spit You took my man's shit, the reason you got hit Now you hold that and live with it, plastic bag shit When your boys come around, you can tell em ? did it [Steele] Yo watch us lace shit like new kicks, my crew's quick To pull tools and stick you for your jewels, and loot stupid Punk bitch, make you run quick, run yo' shit You don't deserve it, gettin served on some herb shit Like Pee Wee Herman, y'all niggas caught jugglin sperm And I burn them dickriders serpents times the rounds is German Luger shells, who the hell them nickel-plated duplicates Fuck this, we bring the ruckus, niggas ain't doin shit [Hook] "For every rhyme I write, it's twenty-five to life" "Realize sucker.." "For every rhyme I write, it's twenty-five to life" "Better recognize it.." "For every rhyme I write, it's twenty-five to life" "..better ask somebody!" "For every rhyme I write, it's twenty-five to life" "You don't know?" .. "You better ask somebody!" [Shabaam Sahdeeq] Track metal, rip through your crew like hacksaws Attack jaws, and break both legs on the tour The crowd, beggin for more, splash em with metaphors Leave em wet like Coney Park when I display the art I choke notes, batter bass, murder treble Injure contenders, and turn they whole fort to rubble S-Double, rebel for the new millineum Rules we bendin em back, we crackin them straps, we packin em [Tek] Duck Down Records wrecks ya bring the Rawkus Steele and Tek shit Shabaam slams, my fam's connected, Duke respect it Don't make my dog get angry in public like he does Make shit hectic start buggin then pull the plug and disconnect shit [Steele] I'm like a big purple and yellow, CBR eleven hundred You like the Honda scooter, no gears and one color When I was younger I was speed to let the heat blow But now I'm rappin like Usher, I do it Nice and Slow [Tek] Hit these niggas with a Tyson blow, slicin foes Throwin shark skins at those who come here to oppose [Steele] I bled Arabic with ones, told him rock with that My brother went up top, and seen papi with that My nigga, what, call them bastards 'fore he cuts two gats Another Bed-Stuy's finest was fuckin with that [Shabaam Saheeeq] For the record, we just grab the mic, and we check it Kinda unexpected, for the ones that's dozin Leavin you open like a gash, nigga PEEP my style I rips it foul, you ain't sayin nothin I'm fearin B-K to B-X, B-X to N-J Music to my ear like Tito Puente, comprende? Spit verbs for my gente, don't get it confused You lose, fuckin with those that don't care Put your ear to the concrete, feel the buzz on the street The elite in my fleet, takin dimes to the hole You ask who got soul? Sahdeeq and Cocoa's Flow blow yours, flat on the beach like sand castles [Hook] And that's what it be black, it's all about Gettin deep on, this session.. uh-huh You know how it go, Sahdeeq, Cocoa B's, Smokin Gunz Nick the Wiz, ?, that arabic, big U-N-I Yeah, bitches.. [Eddie Griffin] Yeah this is Eddie Griffin right? I wanna give a shout out to uh, the Beat Junkies J-Rocc, Babu, Rawkus Records in the MOTHERF... in the house!