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(chorus) (G. Salah)
Let's break it down...
Let's break it down...
Let's break it down...
Let's break it down, break it down x2
verse 1 (India)
Now it's India, India, I get into ya, styles I got plenty 'a
I'm bout it bout it, you know my ones stay crowded
fk around and doubt it, and get that as* louded
The future me, 2003, ultra magnetic, this MC... (MCs, MCs, MCs freeze)
I'm not afraid of you , I'm ready for the masses
I keep it tight like spandex do asses
Palmer's cocoa butter for the ashes, while Chanel laces up my lashes
Uh oh no, stop! It don't get hot because I locked it
Got it, give me 6 million like you gave Tupac it
Hot forever 'coz that's how I plotted
(chorus)
verse 2 (G. Salah)
I'm that R rated nigg* from the films with mistique
With taste from the hamptoms but still street
Don't sleep I reach the ghetto to elite
Blessed with the vocals gifted with the feet
Pretty nigg*, pearly white teethe
I can't for now 'coz my mind says from Asia
I'm unreachable, fk a portable and pager
Made nigg*, no time for posin', leavin' like Moses
Front and get swollen The black italian G. Salah the chosen
I beat you down with love get you stuck frozen
'Coz I talk s**t like caches, and I backs it
Can you match this my magic
Catcy like habits, digest and sw*llow
The G. Salah tablet baby, wah you beautiful
(chorus)
verse 3 (MC Lyte)
I resonate like 808s but with a ill tone
Lyte the oddesy, full blown
>From Cali to Medina, the head turner, Tina
Belle Venezuela, rockin' Argentina
Hot like heaters, swift like cheeters
>From where I stand grass remains greener
(Let me tell you 'bout a girl, maybe I shouldn't
I met her in Brooklyn, and her s**t is always cookin')
See I be flowin' yes constantly
That's why the cabbage that I stack is deep winter green
And the way that I be hittin', unlike any other sister, I get into your
system, man I make you listen
I give, give back 10 fold, Lana on the ill trio
India, Gio, we know it's broke down so let's blow
(chorus till fade...)