man Jazz, maxin out with two stone cold freaks "Yo, what's up Ice, you rich now, man, you too good to speak?" Now Jazz was a player from the east coast
Oaktown style is the only way I came up, and now I've sworn To rock this mic till I can't no more And that's game, straight pop the most MC rapper from
ya boy some money To lay up on the low, swinging beamers I need to be an actor,but instead, I'd rather be in Hempstead All of my bread came from crack
I Never Tryed to Be Like This...... See I Came Up Diffrent diddent have a lot never had a lot of food on the table top I know where you came from
born King". Riding from the East there came three wise man, Oh, came three wise man, Oh, came three wise man, Glory to be the new born King. Said, "
Yeah, yeah, what the fuck I gotta worry about now? Nigga you think after weatherin' the storm And comin' from the extremes I came from You think I'ma
the A horribly, must I say more importantly The king back, nigga the king back The king back, nigga the king back The king back, nigga the king back, [Incomprehensible] Nigga the king
schemes And fall apart in the seam tonight That boy he is the bomb, from B.K. to the Bronx And it's the fortunate one who dies (New York, you ready?) He move from
You I'm from new york And connected with my down south niggas Here this year My nigga rap bone came to tear the club up Yo my nigga chock came to tear
it Come one come all and let me ride nigga Eazy-e CPT how the hell you figure To be the best on the west, hu ya Fool loked down this is east side nigga
Come one come all and let me ride nigga Eazy-e cpt how the hell you figure To be the best on the west hu ya Fool loked down this is east side nigga
represent where I'm from Rise, Rise (Listen to me, let me tell you) I came to get the job done Hold on tight 'cause here I come to Rise, Rise All ride
and see who rhyme sickest For every hit you made, more rappers afraid to come out Machine Gun Funk from Queens I came through to smoke blunts You came
plus the chance at performin' The soul stopper X L Rolling Stone vibe The truth, the lies, the layout in rides For every write up forever in context King
of wind come up from the north There appeared a lone rider, holding a sword of steel Then from the south came another, bearing a battle axe From the east came
ride If it's trippin' like I'm clippin' I'm still grippin' on my nine We be crippin' while I'm dippin' with my C's up in the sky And the East is still
Koopa Martin Luther King Koopa, many of 'em will listen But if you can't take the heat, then get your hot ass out the kitchen I heard words from Makevelli, riding