Lonnie B, Young Z, J-Live

Typed by: compbuttons@hotmail.com<br><br>Esoteric, representin` in my home territory<br>Boston, rock the house<br><br>[Reks]<br>Enter my tea party, mind ya manners<br>My fingertips flip more alphabets than Vanna<br>Raisin` the banner, count em` sixteen, it seems y`all MCs forget<br>We got to have it but we can`t have it yet<br>After the Reks number seventeen<br>Follow, I swallow and spit bobbles<br>Like the hollow tips, shatter ya dreams a mass lotto<br>Northern border slaughter runnin` up<br>B-O-S-T-O in the state to blow the whole planet when we flow<br>Skydivin` off the Prudential like I`m demented<br>Cause I chill with all these drunk MCs who schizophrenic<br>Reks and Eso mix like Terry Glenn and Bledsoe<br>Pass complete, E how the rest go<br><br>[Esoteric]<br>Yo, we breakin` necks of these space cadets<br>Makin` threats, J and Reks make checks and star-laced cassettes<br>My rap style whoops MCs like a crack vile<br>You suck vibe, like whitey duck five<br>Up inside march the mass, rap and talkin` trash<br>Cats in body caskets<br>Don`t have to ask when it come to rippin`<br>Just chill, I fit the bill<br>Fit the skill from that abandoned hill<br>I know you sucker ducks wanna join in my fleet<br>When ya see me in the Lex swingin` up the street<br>Straight destroyin` the Bean, you could learn from this<br>Esoteric and Reks, two microphone mass murderers<br><br>It`s ya man Mr. J-live<br>And it`s ya man Sahdeeq I be a household name<br><br>[J-Live]<br>In New York we conquer like Ghengis, with no need to con<br>Straight up and down like ya head when the beat`s on<br>Infiltration camp just like Marine recon<br>And kick ass with cleets on, dangerous to sleep on<br>Like cats with matress but you put the sheets on<br>Equipped with the lost by stewards from dusk till dawn<br>In other words, you made ya bet so lie in it<br>Career-wise the sleek shall now be infinite<br>I punk and pro-name from proper to pronoun<br>Cause we chase clowns from Medina to Beantown<br>Whatever`s left, let my man Reks shut it down<br>Cause they banned from both spots, yo Shabaam how that sound<br><br>[Shabaam Sahdeeq]<br>It sounds monstrous, most MCs poposterous<br>Wearin` hoes in they straw like rhinocerous<br>In BK, we quick to light shit like phospherous<br>Leave ya burnin` like a witch huh, screamin` like a bitch huh<br>Ride till you die like a kid in a hearse<br>Slummin` a verse, leavin` layin` under a nurse<br>Worst flow I heard since rappin` dukes flute<br>If we was on a plane I`d push you out the cargo chute<br>With a parachute, full of dishes, best of wishes bitches<br>Bater up this rap game`s all hits and misses<br>Keep it cookin` like kitchens<br>And lace y`all fools with the fixins<br>Start up ya engine, I`ll race y`all niggas till the endin`<br>That`s all that matters<br><br>Pacewon<br>It`s Young Z I gets high off ends<br>Represent it in my home territory<br>Straight out of Jersey, you heard me<br><br>[Pacewon]<br>Yo, nigga been jayed, Redman and El De Sensai<br>Ballers hit the club every Wednesday<br>Flossin` love us, tall boy dizzy off of us<br>Chillin` on Chancellor right by Ruckers<br>Check it, CEO see me blow<br>Man with more friends than the TV show<br>Like milk, got a creamy flow<br>Easy yo, roll like C3-PO<br>Kidnap the president, don`t leave evidence<br>Body get injured don`t use medicine<br>Even if I`m guilty, step off innocent<br>Born in Brooklyn, now a North citizen<br><br>[Young Z]<br>Look, a motherfuckin` stoned crook<br>Erase ya whole family name right out the phone book<br>Accident, is you kiddin` me<br>We enemies, I blast them niggas delibrently<br>In North, it`s lil` niggas on the creep<br>I`ll take Jigga`s rims and sell that shit to Bleek<br>Run yo mouth they catch you in the street<br>With the 4-5 out just smacked you to sleep<br>Yeah, he ain`t know def is real