Transmitting live via satellite, hah
The one’s and two’s, to the three’s
To the four’s, to the five’s, uhh
You know the time when we rock the spot
You know the time when we rock the sh#t
Tame one and MC El we be the ultimate
We bring forth the swords in rap sports
n#gg#z play the bench for us, overtime if n#gg#z wanna shine
Divine with the intricate sh#t, who wanna bring it
To the table able now it’s stable on the disc
The Heineken bottle catcher, drops ya, slasher
Dat’s the the b#stard with the fastest #ss capture
No moonwalk, my tune’s talk all by they f#ckin’ lonely
Phone me home I’m in the middle like I’m monie
Love to do dubs on deck without a mic check
Collect no checks but catch wreck on sets
Deuce, deuce is loose P P P represent see
Like Dennis Scott droppin’ one for the wisdom
‘Cause when I gets ’em, I’ll be f#ckin’ up they system
Or temperature cheer when I appear from the mist
Priceless, ice diss and never see another Christmas
You play risk when you dealin’ with the New Jeruz two blitz
Without the use of two clips, n#gg#z styles still be fluid
The cat, darer with the terror off hands
Without bands we rock spots in all lands
Nigs be playin’ and we stand for the substance
Subject’s the bas#ment, MC’s be patient
‘Cause all that Russian save that sh#t for the dressing
B S we stand strong wack n#gg#z we addressin’
You know the time when we rock the spot
You know the time when we rock the sh#t
Tame one and MC El we be the ultimate
You know the time when we rock the spot
You know the time when we rock the sh#t
Tame one and MC El we be the ultimate
Test me, the best be, checkin’ for my recipes
Mess with me and I’ll be drainin’ all your f#ckin’ energy
Galactic tactics match wits I’m from the bricks
I used to catch a switch from any walk by b#tch
But now I’m to the break like disc jocks, dis rock is hot
Got props and plus bust shots for what I got
Don’t sniff sh#t but snot hops, you better watch your snot box
I’ll diss you, then I’ll clear the air like Scott tissue
The issue got a barcode on funk mode
So now I pack a truckload of skunk, for the underground chumps
‘Cause I bumps in any system, who dissed ’em?
Watch me back them up from all the way from New Jeru to Manhattan
Satin and silk, kill the best built
I guess the milk was no good, so now I’m classified a true hood
Check this n#gg#, live on Kodak t#ts
Or bust a pimp, ’cause I’m not a boogaloo shrimp
Tame one the Jesus and the Judas
‘Cause when I hit the Buddhas
My problem’s manifest is deep rooted
You know the time when we rock the spot
You know the time when we rock the sh#t
Tame one and MC El we be the ultimate
You know the time when we rock the spot
You know the time when we rock the sh#t
Tame one and MC El we be the ultimate
MC, universal no rehearsal on tap with rap so
Magnificent sufficient all that tall facts
From the six footer, in slang I be the gooder, goodest
Best put to rest acts that’s less
Sub-regular wreckster, prefer tracks to measure
Size up, MC’s that need to wise up, f#ckin’ they lives up
Urban survivalist, live with this, closed style
Tribalist, that gets, all up in your sh#t
For all reasons, number one you’re sleepin’
Speakin’ like a deacon catch the drops my props leakin’
Seekin’ on the deep end, sinkin’ while I’m thinkin’
Of ways, to slay my competition without blinkin’
The ink’s on the sheet with rhymes that are unique
Complete batter, astoundin’ feats yo it don’t matter
Capitalize, while I’m, categorized
The G L to the tame to the O N E
You know the time when we rock the spot
You know the time when we rock the sh#t
Tame one and MC El we be the ultimate, ultimate
U-u-ultimate, u-u-ultimate, u-u-ultimate
U-u-ultimate, u-u-ultimate
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