Lets get it clear, Brooklyn, Vietnam Yo yo, live from the seven-one-eight y'all Lay down nigga It's the ill Na Na Cut ya dick off put it in ya mouth y
go where I send Thee How will I send thee Oh I'm gonna send thee one by one one was a little bitty baby born, born in Bethlehem Two was Paul and
where I send thee How shall I send thee? Well, I'm gonna send you eight by eight Eight for the eight that stood at the gate Seven for the seven that
'm gonna send thee nine by nine Nine for the nine that dressed so fine Eight for the eight that stood at the gate Seven for the seven that came from heaven
in Bethlehem Children, go where I send thee Go where I send thee Four for the little bitty baby Seven for the seven that never got to heaven Eight for the eight
wrong Only out for the scrilla, thats my fetty, boss One-eight-seven ain't nothing but spaghetti sauce Cross me you pay all costs Heres one your ass just
gotta even up the score Round five, some jive, Elvis took a dive Waitin' for the towel more dead than alive Round six, seven, eight, nine Ref stops
honda nippon mo iroiro Sony, chiba chiba, sonota moromoro Dashicha irukedo rap no rokuon Marena koto daga ima rock on One (One) Two (Two) Three, four, five, six, seven Eight
ten by ten Ten for the ten commandments Nine for the nine who saw the signs Eight for the eight that stood at the gate Seven for the seven that went
, go where I send thee How shall I send thee? I'm gonna send thee eight by eight Eight for the eight that stood at the gate Seven for the seven that
One, two, three, four Five, six, seven, eight I am the raping sunglass gaze Of sweating man and escort agencies 60's Alienation the anthem of care Now
go where I send you How shall I send you? I'm gonna send you eight by eight Eight for the eight that stood at the gate Seven for the seven came down
alone where I could hold her tight She lives on the twentieth floor uptown The elevator's broken down So I walk one, two flight, three flight four Five, six, seven flight, eight
go where I send thee How shall I send thee? Well, I'm gonna send thee, eight by eight Eight for the eight that stood at the gate Seven for the seven
to find yo body [Crunchy Black] One, two, here I come foo Three, four, kickin' in the door Five, six, rob a nigga quick Seven, eight, get away straight
energy, you a high school chemistry kit The ease, the crease, get a whole energy lift If your hate since nine-eight, Kamachi and Hologram And oh-seven
stood at the door... Five for the gospel preachers... Six for the six that never got fixed... Seven for the seven that never got to heaven... Eight for the eight
six, six for the six that never got fixed seven by seven, seven for the seven who never got to heav'n eight by eight, eight for the eight that stood at
