Men at Work 2020 Kool G Rap (Ft. Action Bronson, F.T., Marley Marl, Necro, Nutso, Ras Kass & Rugged Intellect)
[Verse 1 : Kool G Rap]
Deadly rhymes, here's the solution
Smoke you so bad, I'm a shoot till your kuf' spin
Scoops more loops than nooses in a looney bin
[.... in a talk .... groupin']
Send the men with white suits in with [???] in 'em
Stab and stab the limbs with a blue pen
Rages [have it??] straitjacket taser the bastard
Basket-case with hazardous [???]
You grab the mace to spray out a pathway
You pass the [cake??], nurse hurt in a black wig
Jack Nicholson crackpot, listen to crackpots
Whip with a fifth on the back block
You got rocked but didn't know how to act, doc
Nothin' but dimes bendin' over for the back shot
Some tight white chicks lick on my black cock
Main squeeze got dead up in the padlock
[Verse 2 : Nutso]
Stand clear, the real assassin's here
I'm the man upstairs that drank too many beers
Cheers from the sideline, hookers on the hotline
I'm on that corner, slingin' rocks and tryin' to stop mine
Red and blue lights, bitch addict for the night
I gotta take flight or else they're gonna find that white
Substance that lights crack pipes at night
Fiends in the PJs fightin' for three nights
Plus I'm tight
Source gave me three mics
That's one magazine bitch in the whole clip, riiight?
Pop-off master, lyrical ambassador
Point-blank comma, gimme space like NASA
Ghetto bastard with a rapture, what happened?
Make you play the wall like plaster, die faster
Yo G, I gave you sixteen, put it on a triple-beam
Break the pound up, bring the money back to Queens
Deadly rhymes, here's the solution
Smoke you so bad, I'm a shoot till your kuf' spin
Scoops more loops than nooses in a looney bin
[.... in a talk .... groupin']
Send the men with white suits in with [???] in 'em
Stab and stab the limbs with a blue pen
Rages [have it??] straitjacket taser the bastard
Basket-case with hazardous [???]
You grab the mace to spray out a pathway
You pass the [cake??], nurse hurt in a black wig
Jack Nicholson crackpot, listen to crackpots
Whip with a fifth on the back block
You got rocked but didn't know how to act, doc
Nothin' but dimes bendin' over for the back shot
Some tight white chicks lick on my black cock
Main squeeze got dead up in the padlock
[Verse 2 : Nutso]
Stand clear, the real assassin's here
I'm the man upstairs that drank too many beers
Cheers from the sideline, hookers on the hotline
I'm on that corner, slingin' rocks and tryin' to stop mine
Red and blue lights, bitch addict for the night
I gotta take flight or else they're gonna find that white
Substance that lights crack pipes at night
Fiends in the PJs fightin' for three nights
Plus I'm tight
Source gave me three mics
That's one magazine bitch in the whole clip, riiight?
Pop-off master, lyrical ambassador
Point-blank comma, gimme space like NASA
Ghetto bastard with a rapture, what happened?
Make you play the wall like plaster, die faster
Yo G, I gave you sixteen, put it on a triple-beam
Break the pound up, bring the money back to Queens
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