The Lost Children of Babylon - Mos Definitely lyrics

[Intro: Jon Murdock] (Should we them how it's done? Definitely) Yo, Jon Murdock, Lex Starwind, Ricky Fitz Foundation ruffle your lives Check it, yo, yo [Verse 1: Jon Murdock] Mos' def', I define the definition of the most blessed I blind the competition when the smoke sets My mind be kinda spinning when I smoke wet Have me choking MCs, leave 'em yoked up That's the type of sh** I'm on when I smoke dust If you try to rob me, then I post up Pierce your heart with the poison-tipped blow gun, I'm moving silent as f** And I don't even smoke PCP But if did, you f** around and get DTD'd I'll bust your ship, buck 'em down, see the police then flee I shut 'em down, bust a round, hop in a GT3 Got mad whip game, kids they spit lame F-dation we on top of the game Masked up, busting shots in the rain co*king and aim, jumped a turnstile then hop on a train You'll rot in your grave, stopping your pain, that's the logic of rage Yo, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven Eight shots left in my demented MAC-11 Spit 'em all, dip out in nine or ten seconds And pulled the thirteenth is what he takes, asking questions [Hook: Lex Starwind] Mic check, catch wreck mos' (definitely) One two, guns blue mos' (definitely) Three four, flow raw mos' (definitely) You don't believe it, try stepping to me [Verse 2: Ricky Fitz] Imperialist American Scientific Invade your lab for the cash and these d** I get Whole-sale, I give a f**, it's all profit kid And I don't hustle much, keep my phone b**hes in touch Call me PR, love the way I'm dicking they guts Snow bunnies, fiending to f**, they love when I [?] Fresh out the bing, [?] to me Foundation zodiac productions When I blow, y'all gon' blow with me And vice versa, Sci seeks to hurt ya Enemies out to hurt me, dodging murder Attempts on my life I might die tonight But never will I go silently, plays violently With every tool I possess the posed threat [?] dolo, American beauty who want test No need for reinforcements I got this here Fall back let me show what I'm about this year Flames flying out the booth, the dragon's lair Your front line's been diminished, best to check the rear [Interlude] It gives me extreme pleasure to announce the great treat that I've got in store for you [Verse 3: Lex Starwind] Catch wreck, mos' def', on your mark, flow set Whole squad throwing bars, most guarded so what's next Check, check for the fast move, plotting on the cash rule Red dot on your noggin, no problem for me to blast, fool Whack fashion show, pageant hoes acting vaginal Riding dick, tally ho bro for the camera, go Cameo, insanity fantasy no, it's real life, k** mics, let the fantasy go Hot to d**h shorty, hot step where cops check for me X story gory slang talk fly like 7:40 n***as is kinda corny they bore me with apathy Actually claiming nice but only really half of me 'Dation settle sh**, blank close range graze your [?] Make you hesitant to pull out, squeeze the metal sh** Relocate, switch states, change your residence My spit game etiquette's eloquent, Weapon X-travagant Still bless the tech, flex arrogant Sense battlin', off your head, next challenge is, silencers Kids don't even know what f**ing talent is sh** that I created, who made it? Tell 'em whose style it is X the beast, North, South, West and East, it's Foundation, b**h check the streets Recipe just from me, the chef to be, whose specialty's to rock mics (Definitely)