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2009-07-20

Rhymes Galore

Rhymes galore, rhymes galore Rhymes galore, rhymes galore, rhymes galore Rhymes galore, rhymes galore This for the motherf**kers out there on some real hip-hop shit Yo, yo yo, mayday mayday, mayday mayday Walk barefoot on niggaz like Kunta Kinte (So, what you say?) What is you doin' you walkin' this way? I burn you like I'm smokin' a chalice with El Da Sensei I be designin' fashion like Mark Buchanan, yes I keep it slammin' Shit just be bangin' just like a loose cannon! Blaow! You better park, niggaz I spark Niggaz like sharp niggaz I stay up rippin' shit apart Niggaz float over water like Noah's Ark, niggaz cover yo' face! And don't get caught up in the scene when it get dark niggaz Uhh, excuses me Mrs.! Sure to hit you with the fitness Give you niggaz the sickest, jumpin' Jehovah Witness Beamin' in on niggaz plottin' and schemin' And steady dreamin' on how they gon' do they double-teamin' f**k the bullshit, my nigga it be best you know 'bout it Before you get secret indicted, make me slap a nigga lopsided! Hold up, son listen it be so beautiful When we catch you like a nigga sold us too much pharmaceuticals! (Come and get it quick) When Busta Rhymes be up in the place Those who don't like go get the d**k I'll give you a taste! Aiyyo you need to just focus on my earth tremblin' rhymes That got me fillin' in by the million f**ka yo' opinion! Dominatin' like Kings Dominion Leanin' on niggaz like we on motorcycles pop a wheelie an' Ay-aiyyo-yo, number one roman numeral Completing the executional shit is usual I ain't scared of ya! Takin' all of yo' paraphenial That's my words on Mrs. Mahalia I hope you know yo' best bet, is to get the f**k out of my area Before I rip you from out yo' interior And hope you know you got to keep a corny nigga smothered Grab the gat off the cupboard You never know when shit is safe so keep yo' face covered! While I be scorchin' it, a lot of niggaz be lookin for alternates And still just lose they life that's so unfortunate Trailblazin' me, since my mother started raisin' me Hit you with the powerful shit that sometimes amazes me I create junkies just like "12 Monkeys" Spreadin' right throughout yo' block Catchin' suspects who thinkin' they so lucky Loud and clear for those who cannot properly hear Frequency so loud shatter couple a pair in yo' chandalier Now when I'm in the place, give me my space! Nothin' left for me to do, My niggas blew up the place What the f**k I got rhymes galore Rhymes galore, ya'll I got rhymes galore, rhymes galore My Flip Mode niggas got rhymes galore, rhymes galore Busta Rhymes got rhymes galore, rhymes galore A yo yo I got rhymes galore, yo we got rhymes galore Rhymes galore, rhymes galore, rhymes galore, rhymes galore Me and my squad got rhymes galore f**k that

  1. Intro
  2. The Whole World Lookin' At Me
  3. Survival Hungry
  4. When Disaster Strikes
  5. So Hardcore
  6. Get High Tonight
  7. Turn It Up
  8. Put Your Hands Where My Eyes Could See
  9. There's Not A Problem My Squad Can't Fix
  10. We Could Take It Outside
  11. Rhymes Galore
  12. Things We Be Doin' For Money Part 1
  13. Things We Be Doin' For Money Part 2
  14. One
  15. Dangerous
  16. The Body Rock
  17. Get Off My Block
  18. Outro (Preparation For The Final World Front)
  1. Case Of The P.T.A.
  2. Sobb Story
  3. Woo Hah!! Got You All In Check
  4. Everything Remains Raw
  5. Do My Thing
  6. It's A Party
  7. Put Your Hands Where My Eyes
  8. Could See
  9. One
  10. Turn It Up/Fire It Up
  11. Dangerous
  12. Rhymes Galore
  13. Do The Bus A Bus
  14. What's It Gonna Be
  15. Gimme Some More