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Ba bom boom aoowww heh
I'm blast the cold blast i'm back to cold blast
*scratch* from the squad tower
(yo don't erase that intro!)
*whistling*
Chorus: repeat 4x (with variations and hit squad shoutouts)
I represent the hardcore rough rugged and raw
The pmd the mic's my only friend
Repeat chorus
Verse one: pmd
I grab my cordless like my nigga dj scratch is on the cut
Hit squad on live pmd's like what (what?)
I'm too rough, gettin snuffed all in the cut
Get with the rugged raw shit, catch a nigga in the gut
Cause i'm blass and niggaz ass stay gear with the hilfiger
Timberland boots, rolex, whip a benz
So throw your hands up in the air like you don't care
Chickenheads swingin from chandeliers in they underwear
That's that b-boy shit, grab your big dick
Crack a 40, spark an l and get bent shit
Three eighty by the hip in case a nigga slip
Don't like beefs or jealousy fucks?
It's mass confusion niggaz losin by the minute tryin to win it
But thanks to hip-hop, yo scratch spin it
Chorus 1/2
Verse two:
Yippie-yi-yay, yippy-yo, it's the, slow-flow mechanic