When I'm talkin' rhyme time. To blow your mind time some say. It's nothing worse than a verse. To hear some nigger curse. . They call me rude. Some dudes fiery attitude.
Yo, Chuck, where you at, G?. I think he went upstairs, y'know. A very furious mixture of noise. What Public Enemy producer Hank Shocklee calls. 'Music's worst nightmare'.
We got so much soul. You can damn near see it. Spinnin on a 45. I've come to the conclusion. Clear the confusion. My point is to rock. Dis funky joint.
Yo gee. Come and get your New York Post. New York Post right here. Come on y'all. Get the bost stubost stubost. Coasta coasta New York Post. Yo New York Post don't brag or boast.