[Intro]
Uh
Yeah
Uh
Yeah
With the boys, that's voice
Tame 1, El Da Sensei, Boulevard Connect
DJ Kaos, DJ Typhoon, yo, niggas make room
For the '97 season, check it out
[Verse]
I write the facts, not fiction
AOF diction
Sickening, lyrics dipped in sauce
Tossed to chips, and
All bets off, bust off, crew's just easing
Your plans can't win
Styles raw like lamb skin
And in, wars, battles, tours whatever
Travels unravel my format, is the clever
If you ever heard, only serve
Those who got the nerve
To call themselves a b boy
Yo check the swerve
We on alert, red
Always hurt the next head if they styles dead
Send them back to class, for flow ed
Like double deck, tape decks, I record
And play a nigga quick
Pick another like a corner back stick
And leave streets for the masses
And timbre classes
For the slow kids, I recommend the daily dosage
Of the T plus T
AOF, ingredients, precise ice
Like a typhoon, slice and dice
Kayate, who runs this rap game
True to life, true school
Ill styles for wild fools, with these tools
We bless, address, blunts on my chest
Worldwide, AOF in The Boulevard Connect
[Chorus]
Uh, Yea, we go, yeah, yeah
I'm too bugged out to thug out
I slug out stress, by smoking sess, yes
The notty headed terror in the flesh, who wanna test
I make it basic, explain like im training
Entertaining painting on your play things
Cause niggas say things
Everyday things that bring the light
Cause im the type to diss the hype
Not believing, shit stinks, is what i live like
Cause my insight and drug use is boosted off some new shit
If what you kick is useless, i remove it
I prove it on the regu (-lar), by any means nece (-ssary)
Battle me like mecca, notify your predecessor
And yo next to kin
When i come down on your ass like a masculine
Fuck the rest of them, i be one the low
Like the mexicans
My medicines cannabis
Making me lost like angeles
Vandalists call me scandalous
The boom squad be handing this
Presidente corona, deluxes
Give less than a fuck, busting lyrics like they nuts spits
In Copenhagen, cope aesthetic
Hash, blocks and haggen dazs
Dutch marks and artifacts post card
Talking to god, i feel odd, buts its essential
I utilize my mental, after all the shit i done been through
Dj Typhoon at high noon, we coming out blasted
So we bring the hashes and the TAV crew
As we do the do, like herb
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