from london to the NYC you checking we me the me MC on the m i c flowin lovely they, the djs Regal rollin with Tuche layin tracks in 92 now we're coming back for you so can you get into the style that really you see some positive mcs, mcs without no guns see we running through these ??? wild streets where we live with smiles kid let me break it down on to my best go get your 9 son blow 8 million holes inside my chest lay the fuzzy head to rest spirits gonna fly walk around these city streets son afraid to die are ya not? step up to the m i play no roles cos the stroll is natural from the swaying to the bop this is hip hop maybe its a hit or its a flop according to the charts but the charts dont play no part to this feeling in the heart remember this is art dont even start your ?? is judging if my shit is real i'm appealing to the mass so the shit got mass appeal hey maybe not still my families i got DJMC everything is lovely
we're niggers you can't step on just because we keep on (4x)
I've been hittin budas 2000 years now the polizen they offer me to throw away my 'erb store they crazy man, do they not know the way i rock 3 o clock o block, got my budas in my jock but still they search it out now surely they will fly my budas smoke my buda now my budas in my mind all the time everything im longing for is mine if thats a crime on earth I'm doing time but i'm destined for greater blessings learned my lessons trust in my lessons aint no half-stepping on the streets i know just what to there aint no guessing or false obsessions just crazy buda sessions with so many crews that i forgot about the crews sharing buda blessings from the muslims to the jews here's a clue, home boy to the level of my level black man, latin man white man ain't the devil
but i see several every day thats another story anyway goes out to my man Regal my home boy Tuche