Pork

[Verse 1: Slimkid3] One, two, three, four A boo, boogie-doo, who-woo Whoo-a-woo, ooh, boogie-doo Light up the fuse, one, two Three, two, one, boom A Jim, Jimmy, Smokin' these emcees Break 'em down to they knees Ooh, you dirty ol' fiendsWIth our spleen cleaned out Re-raise their route, drop some balls in they mouth When they blue, I test ETQ, young kiddy Slick like silk, smooth as milk from her titty Right suave? (Believe that) 'Cause he be my compadre Along with mi amigo, L.A. Sambo Jay With the concave drops, so back the fuck up Sittin', droppin' his stacks From cats, the plaques for the comе up Niggas run up, but come up to get one wax And sеal a big boy Will enjoy the service you're asking' for Two, three, one, done (Now, as for that west coast hip hop) (Here it is) (Now, as for that west coast hip hop) (Now, as for that west coast hip hop) [Verse 2: Bootie Brown] Very well mannered , calm and collected Accurate arrangement, you can tell my perspective In the year of ninety-three, it's on, it's on And when they speak of me (Yo, the nigga get's his flow on) 'Cause I'm classic as Coca-Cola Keep my Motorola on vibrate My style swings better than a primate Callin', when I appear in the spirit It's the rain engineer So wipe the funk' tear off your cheek geek I reach seventy-five the tanker I maybe thin and centered, but my shit is like an anchor on your dome Go on home to your papa That shit stay dramatic as a hip hop opera From beginning to the end, when I fill it with a riddle Shit, not solid, bust a tip in the middle But my time is done, so i have to call it quits It's just another track when I'm spitting' out wits (Now, as for that west coast hip hop) (I promise someday, that you'll respect, um) (Now, as for that west coast hip hop) (Now, as for that west coast hip hop) (I promise someday, that you'll respect, um) You know what I'm saying'? Steady down' that shit (Now, as for that west coast hip hop) (I promise someday, that you'll respect, um) [Verse 3: Fatlip] I grab faggots by the motherfuckin' neck and drag 'em In the fuckin' mud And pull out the MAC Magnum Four-four, and break down the front door Of a preschool, smacking itty bitty fools 'Cause I'm a ill ass ruthless, insane Ill black villain at night, I'm a no-brain I never let my Glock miss My backyard full of baby bodies buried in Reebok shoe boxes 'Cause I'm a mother fuckin' baby sniper I trip off a blunt and shit drippin' from a diaper I kick a nigga in the ass for nothin' My name is Fatlip, now let me stop frontin' I'm from The Pharcyde and I will not think I'm runnin' out of breath, so I'm about to break So now who? Is gonna get up on the mic out of the crew? Imani, get up on the mic device and bust a few fly rhymes Bust a bit, yo, I'm out like Bush So, freak that shit That Shit Yo, I wanna give a shout out to the niggas, um They're from the old school, Backyard Production John and Irv Give a shout out to my nigga, Duran in Las Vegas (Now, as for that west coast hip hop) (Niggas just wanna get wrecked to the track) (Now, as for that west coast hip hop) (The Pharcyde is coming and I hope we're not wack) (Now, as for that west coast hip hop) [Verse 4: Imani] Not A Tribe Called Quest, but you know that I can kick it (Kick it) Peace voice Cube 'cause you know that I get wicked (Wicked) With the lazy, crazy vocals for the locals, many cycles Feelin' dazed when I say, mic stuff Kick the funky shit, and now you know I come corrupt Smokin'on some buddha, ingest a single puff (Puff, puff, puff) Feelin' all the rough, then fight the dragon My belt is too big, that's why my pants' they be saggin' Niggas, they be dragging', 'cause my styles are superb Chillin' with this mooch cat, smoking' mad herb So check it out This sound is the way of the walking What, stoned must be the way that I talk And rap (Rap) A few get the dap (Dap) To make the hands clap (Clap) Listen to what I say The monkey ass beat provide by L.A. Jay I do it everyday Listen to what I say Hey, hey, hey (Now, as for that west coast hip hop) (Time to rock our shit) (Now, as for that west coast hip hop) (Brand new jam, sure does sound sweet) (Now, as for that west coast hip hop) (Time to rock our shit) (Now, as for that west coast hip hop) [Verse 5: L.A. Jay] I love to lick the girls booty Get it on my camcorder for the world to see Every nigga pulls a freak It's serious indeed Your girl stepped to me 'cause your shit was weak I did her good, I want to sit down and listen I came in her face, rubbed it in to make her skin glisten Shut your mouth Ralph, Happy Days is canceled Your girl is mine, she's like Gretel, I'm her Hansel The Skinny motherfucker broke up your relationship I might be small, but you really do not need to trip I'll send your punk ass home with a black indent Now, let me tell you something that's gonna make you flip I heard ABC and BBD Caught HIV from TLC Yeah It is true, I hope it ain't because I really Had some plans to fuck the shot outta Chilli [Outro] DAMN (Ha-ha-ha-ha, yeah, I said it, I said it) This is LA Jay, the man with the big meat and the phat ass beats (Now, as for that west coast hip hop) I'm chilling' with my motherfuckin' old school niggas, The Pharcyde (Now, as for that west coast hip hop) With the dope ass freestyle And we call this Pork (Now, as for that west coast hip hop) Pinning her back, hang her upside down and get some sleep (West coast hip hop) (Now, as for that west coast hip hop) Yo, fuck that (West coast hip hop) I'm 'bout to give a shout out to some niggas that we met across the way Um' Id like to give a shout out to Redman Say what's up to Chuck D Uh' I'd like to say what's up to Pete Rock And the Large Professor And um' Common Sense (Pork) (Pork) Pork Yo, peace out to Premier and the Guru (Pork) Pork (Pork)