#1 CREW
The Neighborhood
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I slam on the microphone I'm about to stomp this Big L classic heat I'm going to spark this Joint that Yoda just rolled What you know about The Neighborhood going for gold Oh no, you suppose to be the boss But can't take the loss So you can't face the L But it's blown across By the Six Three One Illitia Long Island's enigma Can't name me a band That's iller and sicker Neighborhood crew Never never never number two Only number one See us come they run Clever worded mother fuckers With windpipes like a hot knife Just to make this shit tight Hope all my rhymes feel like spite And offend you, cause my pen's My utensil to end you My words grab hold and suspend you In my grips making more hits Then scripts doctors flip bitch I'm sick I'm twisted Like politicians running the system Infect your drinking water Like we infect the rhythm The neighborhood forms as one comin together Cause a fuckin storm like we control the weather Swarm to perform while we feeling reborn Unloading on the mic like a strike from Mike Tyson Frightening titans of this industry, go f*ck yourself Nicely precisely right about now Cause we'll make these fucking waves Through the underground The neighborhood is number one We rock ya fucking town The KMC be killing microphones correctly Neighborhood's Finest keep cookin flows of intense heat Have you run a fever of over a hundred-eight degrees Still mother fuckers wanna sweat the technique We just getting started haven't nearly reached the peak Mick shits bars, mixes and master produces Worm spits ballistics shit, this kid is ruthless Yoda's wits the wickedest and precision be the smoothest We out to be the next best best to do this So now I ask who the number one crew is If not the Neighborhood please then who is What a dog shit opinion clearly you're clueless I make your ears bleed cause my bars so sharp Take your head clean off when Micken rips the record up We keep raising the bar on each track we drop So long as there's a fucking hip to my hop Neighborhood reign ain't never coming to a stop Most important rest in paradise to Big L the god And every other dope MC who's entered the graveyard
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Written by: Alexander Gold, Christian Gordon, Mickey Gold
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