Shabazz The Disciple - Rule Hip Hop lyrics

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Shabazz The Disciple - Rule Hip Hop lyrics

[Intro] You Rule Hip Hop I'm scientific in admiral hip hop The Mad Mob, yeah we Rule Hip Hop So let me grab the microphone and lick a shot [Shabazz the Disciple] Here I go wit the ill flow, the Red Hook k** flow Whoever drive a flip, catch a steel toe I put your paws in your stomach Man, ya n***as, ya don't even want it n***as they roll in ma**es, I got slugs for they a**es Quick to smash nerves wit gla**es I blast his a** in ashes Yeah, I'm givin n***as a buck 50 Across they face, they can't f** wit me So wake up, wake up, ya n***as ya get draped up I'm swearin all the hookers wit the makeup Yeah that's right I'm on some flip sh** b**hes run they lip and get they clit slit They man wanna rip, see my four-fifth Cuz me and 'Preme, ain't nuthin to be f**ed wit [Chorus 2X] 'Preme, 'Preme, you Rule Hip Hop I'm scientific in admiral hip hop [Shabazz the Disciple] Fe, a fi, a fo, a fum I hear the sounds poundin down upon a drum Make up for lick a shot, upon the mic like a gun Here I come, here I come, buck buck, here I come My charter flows, to here I go wit the phat style My times'll be wack now, the M.A.D. black child Kick facts, rip raps, flip tracks Don't give a damn about fling fling, punks get pimp slap Murder, paralyze, snakes who an*lyze Sk**s, techniques, use when I wreck beats Bring all ya mics and guns and you still get dropped Stripped of hip hop, cuz you can't rip shop Miller lyrics spill upon the track like blood Put a whole in ya head, cause a flood [Chorus 2X: one 'Preme first time] [Shabazz the Disciple] Boom, there's a liver, bam there's a brain I'm insane, I'm makin n***as feel the pain Baaow, I have 'em screamin like a b**h Boyakah! Boyakah! I blast 'em like a snitch Shank, shank, chop, chop, till his heart stop And watch his body drop, and watch his head drop I'll have him runnin, he's runnin, he's runnin Boyakah! Boyakah! My gun is steady gunnin I'm wipin n***as off the face of Earth It was a waste of birth, they gettin placed in the dirt I'm runnin like I'm Strangler Back up muthaf**a before I hang ya, I'm danger n***a, ya a** is mine, when I blast a nine Ease up, cuz ya brain ain't as fast a mine I feel murder, I smell blood I taste terror, you erased like a error But a lotta, they fled, those who got caught Got they skulls get pulled out they f**in head [Chorus 2X] [Outro] The Madd Mob, yeah we Rule Hip Hop