Verse one: big boi

In the zone like keyser sozealways the usual suspect
No checkall I got in this game is my respect
And southern pride I becheckin my fuckin head
Scaredlookin up in your faceboi I see dead
If you test like satthen I guess that we may beenemies
In the p s freestyles be freebies
I be that wrong nigga to fuck withwouldn t i
Wouldn t I be the wrong one to trynever eating chicken thighs
Only the twenty piece mojoflow zone like flo jo
I wanted to figure outjust how low could yo hoe go
The beat hit like beat streetkrush groove and breakin
Never bakinrebukin satanwe had you waitin
For the second coming funny how time flies when you re rhymin
La-fa-ce recordsI think they got that perfect timin
To be doper than sadaam believe the nation of islam
Fuck the police and the dogssniffin that dope up out your car
I think they overstep they boundaries
O.j.not guiltythat s how they found he

Verse two: andre

I felt the pressure like sun shininwhile raining at the same time
I kept on rhyminnot complainin
Storm bringing cats and dogs my catalog be the size of golf balls
Throw up your daisy dukes I m hazzard-ous to all you boss hoggs
And roscoe p. col peoplewho could boost my locomotive
But enough of that everyone can rap unless they ain t supposed ta
I use my gift of gab to boast and brag in every rhyme i
Compose won t y all get sick of thatcause I know I do when I hear those
Flows that ain t hip-hopyou find that shit in the gift shop
But to each his ownmy speech is gon keep that shit up outta my zone
Long as you happy then I m happy
Even if you just hate my fuckin guts go head and dap me
Cause I m gon dap you anyway and then go home and pray for yo ass later
Cause we might need you in this war I m wailin on you traitors
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