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Chubb Rock The Mind Beef Pmd Das efx And the c-h-u-double b Beef Here we go [ chubb rock ] I arrive from the steps of sinai cause i'm fly When you're high from the lye You see me mingle in the sky The dim light superceeds the street cock fight Straight heterosex, but i still dig van, ya dyke From the mic flip, metronome time skip, who will high-ship The brooklyn base scholar and them niggas past islip And ooh-ooh, i curse you with that fugee-la voodoo Will do you like italian deli kids slicing prosciutto I barb you like bobbito, the airport, right through heathrow Release murder niggas like ito Pure hatred, cause he picked who he picked to mate with Then laced it, bourgeois player two-faced it Hey revamp the swing to parlay How black power went sour, where's brother jay? Where's the 'pink cadillacs protected by' whoever? The red and the black, green, hilfiger nigga Indians wanna protect the lone howling chief So kids create beef [ chorus ] Beef Back in the days when we had nothin but beef At the end you may lose nothin but teeth That's fly But nowadays ask kids When they have beef, you might die Why? [ skoob ] While niggas beef about this and biggedy-beef about that I'm with my soldiers in the rover, never sober, fuck that Yo dun, i run with wild crooklyn niggas with gats Pigged-push wigs back on corner spots full of criggedy-crack My niggas click back, kid, that's why we hold somethin And break your punk ass down just like you stole somethin When i rock with chubb you block show me love Nigga what, want beef, we drawin first blood [ krazy drazy ] Well, it's the riggedy-rhyme dropper, the hip-hopper, you know the name I ciggedy-can't explain (why niggas beefin in the game) You see, i niggedy-never get shocked when a nigga get wet Tiggedy-talk that shit, i guess you're bound to get hit The rap zone's now a war zone, we fight on sight We wiggedy-wildin out, provin all these white folks right We like some crabs in a barrel tryin to get on top The hit squad, chubb rock represent hip-hop So kill the beef [ chorus ] [ pmd ] Well, when i first dropped the bait back in 1988 I couldn't wait to get straight and dominate state to state Went to feud, bullshit evil, exterminatin flows Check your grip, don't slip or get a dose on how it goes Jealous niggas, gun triggers, fuckin up the game But me you can't tame, an outlaw like jesse james We got east versus west, bullet-proof tef' vest Who's the best? but let it rest, because there's no contest Temptation, accusations need to stop Unify hip-hop, pmd, chubb rock [ chubb rock ] Now - i will come back to the groove Now my man common on wax slayin ice cube - anyway, that's cool That nigga somewhere 'higher learnin' And of course there's that famous beef between parrish and sermon And that's cool, both those niggas killed jane And now there's nice without smooth - that's insane And i heard they squashed that, and that shit should cease Cause black mutha-uckas shouldn't beef Beef Beef Back in the daa-ays Beef Beef Back in this day there's beef Beef Back in the day there was beef Beef That shit got to cease Peace! |
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