Featuring Buckshot Cam'Ron Keith Murray Killah Priest Prodigy of Mobb Deep Redman Run of Run D.M.C. and Vigilante
Yo yo brand new KRS y'all Maximum Strength 5 Boroughs of death we rep to death Yo Kris set it for The Bronx..
[KRS One] We hit em and get em we stick em and jig em We pick em and kick em Flippin them whip and I'm wing clippin them lip Cause I'm cold sick of them Much quicker than them lyrically trickin and my Tribe Be on a Quest like Tip and them On every avenue puttin the full clip in em Splittin and strippin em down while spittin a round Into them soundclash see winnin them, just begginin them Get rid of ev-ery bit of them with them negative idioms I don't even consider them In the new millenium we killin them Breeze Deep, Kenny and Will and them, KRS-One we thrillin em Many battles we been in them now we rebuildin them We blaze, fulfillin them, Keith ?, Jesse, Jamil and them We originate styles, other be stealin them
[Vigilante] You got a good rise in your rolodex, who flow is next? Comin out to {fuck} with the best, put it in your chest Inhale it and hold that, blow it out when I say let go; let's see If you can hold your breath, by the time I flip to the next flow This sho' is real, this is the deal, guns I'm runnin Gotta make it out of town to flip my {shit} and keep it comin Then bring it back, with another stack, of raps to blow your back out How many of y'all wanna go for yours I keep my dogs in the crackhouse
[Buckshot] Let's take a walk through Crown Heights Steppin through the city at night, with the ? and two mic Form a little lynch mob, and stomp through the five boroughs Head back to Brooklyn in the Expo Back on the block, I see the cops everybody clockin Buckshot, when you see the rocks, me I got you shocked Why not? You see the recipe Buckshot, I represent Brooklyn and my {nigga} Biggie
[Keith Murray] I'm from C-I, L-I, F-L-Y Where the {niggaz} and the {bitches} stay paid fly and high Where a slut'll get mad if you call her a {bitch} And a rat'll get mad if you call her a snitch Where the rich emerge, with the {niggaz} from the ditch And it's a myth, they get {niggaz} from the suburbs, that's herbs Yo this is for my {niggaz} on the block all day Who don't give a {fuck} waitin for crime to pay Put your money on it, yo we never fronted Long Island got some of the best {niggaz} that ever done it From Riverhead to C.I. to Brentwood to Wyndanch {Niggaz} comin through will not stand a chance From Roosevelt to Freeport to Hempstead to Uniondale Comin deep from the depths of hell
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