[Intro]
[Verse 1: Cla**ick MC]
Smooth as Egyptian Cotton
I keep the crowd rocking
From Wakefield
Down to Bloomington
Mystic as a witch doctor
I see you hanging with your friend
Asking, pointing, who the f** is him?
But what you should be saying is who the f** is them?
And what you should be thinking is who the f** is them?
And what you should be saying is who the f** is them?
And what you should be thinking is… (who the f** is them?)
I reference them a total conglomerate
I abolish them
Demolish them
Stop squandering your life away
Showing you a way to get up and have a life today
You can take it, or leave it
I'm proof in itself
Theres no treason
That means no ratting
High
Genie sh**, Aladdin
El Jabbar presence
Money up the ladder
Make the people gather
Weaklings into matter
That don't even matter
Patter all they doing
Living in the rapture