Lyrics:
work better with 2
We really got nothing to do
So baby came up in the room
Gave up her friend to the crew
No there aint nothing to do
I beat it up like
flows wit two by fo's wit sand paper
Now what is a MC if he can't flow
Up next is E-Swift and my name is J-Ro
We don't give a fuck if you down wit
You go both ways but I'm a one way
Yo, did you ever smell a skunk spray?
Well that's kinda how a dead
Body smell after one day
To dispose of a guy body
time
On my grind
Yeah
You know i got that work
You know that i work
You know that i work
You know that i work
Oh yeah you know that i work
You know
you're dismissed
You can do anything that you want to
But you can't leave until we're through
So relax your body and your mind
And listen to us say
you're dismissed
You can do anything that you want to
But you can't leave until we're through
So relax your body and your mind
And listen to us say
up for a big pappy
You know I run through crews
I'll lick them grooves
Freak bitches dizzy
That work?
I put in
I put in all day
And you know this
You
you're in the dumpster
Couldn't keep it one hundred
You're thirty-two percent
The police got you on a leash nigga you a bitch
Give yo' ass that body work
Ladies and gentlemen
Right here on tonight's stage
We're gonna have two savage minds
Two ruthless battlers two gruesome souls
Go live, right here
In
bats that bruise, break bones
Then wind up bloody in a bodybag
MC's are live, but I'm mad liver
Aiyo, my rhymes are more funky than a African cab
death
They throw their dice for the crew
She wins the mariner and he belongs to her now
Then, crew one by one
They drop down dead, two hundred men
death
They throw their dice for the crew
She wins the mariner and he belongs to her now
Then, crew one by one
They drop down dead, two hundred men
protected hard work you manifested
Worries of failure, when you buried with your familia
Keep your name prosperin' to the maximum
You should live, there's
crews
Fuckin', fuckin' with the clique
And we gon' bring it to your ass
Totin' the dead body over my shoulder into the graveyard with my shovel
with a body or two
What you think i get into
What you think i get into
Black out snap out body the crew
Strap out clap out acting a fool
Fuck what he rap
good works ain't that great
You broke His law so you owe a debt to God
Good works can't pay read
Ephesians 2 v 8
Been saved by Grace
The wickedest ting
sittin' on chrome that's right
'96 big body sittin' on chrome
'96 big body sittin' on chrome
'96 big body sittin' on chrome
Somebody wake me I'm dreamin',
if you was there, then you know that we got buck
So now you know, I gotta say what's up
To Big Daddy Kane, 3rd Bass and KMD
MC Lyte, 2 Live
the medals in the warfield of respect
Like an ill porno make ya body get wet
Just a ghetto child trying to live a straight and narrow
Hoping that my shit
thoughts before raw backwards
And that's cool, but for this round, save the bull before you let the Jordan Downs and Jordan down
Now, as for the crew
Well,
Y’all must not know who I am
I don't get to the spot till 2 AM
Don’t be mad, lil' mama, cuz you not in
E'r'r'body wanna roll with the crew I’m in
They
I'm an Angel in dust
Dirt on me stained from the mud
But I turned that clay into grub
Serve plates to the munch's
I can feed a banquet with just
Two
Girl lemme see you work it
Work it
I just wanna hold it
Hold it
Live inside the moment
Moment
Tell me can you work it
Work it
That body looking so
LeBron
Make a nigga disappear like J-Kwon
Body found by the Swans, nigga missing both of his arms
I ain't playing
I'm with the rat-tat-tat-tat
Shoot
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