[Intro]
*scratched* "Worldwide"
[Verse 1: Del + Unicron]
Who is the two like the Blues Brothers?
Yeah, who does it?
Me and you, kid, we bruise dozens
And hundreds of kids havin' fun with the wiz
That's me and...
Unicron, the inhuman on the mic...yikes!
Zoinks! I zaps saps who can't rap
They sound like beginners
I slam then I pin ya (Slam)
Send ya to the hospital, I gots the flow
No nigga dare step
You'll get your hair swept
Off the floor when I clip ya
Button ya lip ya
Even if the record skips, I still rip
(Damn, that nigga ripped that!)
Toe the rivers, equip ya punk posse
Ya got lots to see, days to come
Before you raise from dumb to smarter
Rippin' apart a poser
Bend 'em inside out like yoga
I'm a nice person on the inside
But men hide when you and your friend die
But a hand to the strangler (The strangler)
The Benihana chopper
And we oughta pop ya and crop ya
'Cause we're sick of that shit (Sick of it!)
I'm about to have a fit and split ya head
And kick ya bitch in the tits
They're tender, mixin' niggas brains like a blender
I kick rhymes like these to injure
And end ya, off ya
Never comin' softer
This is not the best I can offer (Not the best)
I'mma save some for later
You ain't greater
Than the man with a plan and the brand that is name
And I hate ya
*scratched* "Worldwide"
[Verse 1: Del + Unicron]
Who is the two like the Blues Brothers?
Yeah, who does it?
Me and you, kid, we bruise dozens
And hundreds of kids havin' fun with the wiz
That's me and...
Unicron, the inhuman on the mic...yikes!
Zoinks! I zaps saps who can't rap
They sound like beginners
I slam then I pin ya (Slam)
Send ya to the hospital, I gots the flow
No nigga dare step
You'll get your hair swept
Off the floor when I clip ya
Button ya lip ya
Even if the record skips, I still rip
(Damn, that nigga ripped that!)
Toe the rivers, equip ya punk posse
Ya got lots to see, days to come
Before you raise from dumb to smarter
Rippin' apart a poser
Bend 'em inside out like yoga
I'm a nice person on the inside
But men hide when you and your friend die
But a hand to the strangler (The strangler)
The Benihana chopper
And we oughta pop ya and crop ya
'Cause we're sick of that shit (Sick of it!)
I'm about to have a fit and split ya head
And kick ya bitch in the tits
They're tender, mixin' niggas brains like a blender
I kick rhymes like these to injure
And end ya, off ya
Never comin' softer
This is not the best I can offer (Not the best)
I'mma save some for later
You ain't greater
Than the man with a plan and the brand that is name
And I hate ya
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