Declaration
(专辑: Art Official Intelligence: Mosaic Thump - 2000)
Yo, this girl called me.. "Hi Pos! Heard your shit, back in style baby!" .. heard the
De La, said I'm back in style y'know? Heh.. [scratching] "You-you-you.. you need to stop" [Prodigy] "I declare that only live niggaz rap this year" [P. Smith] "Jam's off the
meter yo, this {shit} is hot" "There's always ONE.. (ONE!)" [Rebel INS] "Amateurs get hung with they own gold chains" "There it is!!" [Prodigy] "I declare that only live niggaz rap this year" [Pos/Plug Won] The
average MC sells terror We nail terror up against the
wall for target practice Not one of your top five MC's but I
see clearly with ease you lack this Coast to coast, we pop up on your scene like toast playin host to your regiment who rally to boast, but now boast no more They got floored by the
sight of my ledger print I
came specifically, to fracture yo' ability to grandstand anywhere next to me This is the
year, when the
true better man keeps the
cheddar and writes to his destiny (word!) Timeless episodes of talent got me nominated by the
ones who hated me on spittin tighter Salute these "Supa Emcees" for bein clever; and never use the
weed as a
ghost writer [scratching] [Prodigy] "I declare that only live niggaz rap this year" [P. Smith] "Jam's off the
meter yo, this {shit} is hot" [Malik B] "Run a
rapper through a
maze like a
experiment" "Yeah, word up!" [Prodigy] "I declare that only live niggaz rap this year" [Pos/Plug Won] Contrary to popular truth, these youth are runnin scared so in one stare they gettin strapped Cash rules NUTTIN from below the
belt The
dick choose to melt asses where them dollars at? (Where them dollars at?) Musta been bitten by a
rabbit Actin silly like that; your pop culture need a
diaper change I'm snatchin the
mic, like I'm lootin with a
whole lot of shootin while you're keepin out of sniper range Your aim's to please, my aim's to freeze you dead center in your tracks with your hands high Ain't no tricks, we set it to fire like Hendrix All the
hard rocks at liquor spots All over the
scene, makin it messy so we make a
clean getaway to a
better day Can't say the
same, for them cats who left the
game cause they couldn't claim the
better pay This ain't no masquerade so the
mass parade of people need to stop frontin There's truly a
few makin them hits while us, we got our mitts closed cause you on the
field buntin Make it to third bass, but never reach home The
word is, your whereabouts is unknown While we're that point of view, that you never really knew with the
stitch to keep the
cut sewn (De La!) [scratching] [Prodigy] "I declare that only live niggaz rap this year" [P. Smith] "Jam's off the
meter yo, this shit is hot" .. ROCK A
BYE BABY!! ON THE TREE TOP!! WHEN THE WIND BLOWS!! THE CRADLE WILL ROCK!! ROCK!! RO..