The Fab 5 - “Blah (Originoo Muddy)”
[Emcee(s): Top Dog, Ruck, Louieville Sluggah, Rock, and Starang Wondah]
[Producer(s): Tony Moore]
[Intro: Samples from Hard Target (1993)]
Emil Fouchon: Now he’s cornered and outnumbered 20 to 1. He’s an annoying little fucking insect and I want him stepped on hard
Emil Fouchon: You’re not angry at me, are you, Pik?
Pik van Cleef: Not at all. I don’t get angry. (*Holds up his shotgun*). I’m a professional
[Verse 1: Top Dog]
You must
Be blind and deaf to think that you can test
Originoo Gunn Clappz Two to your chest (Pumm! Pumm!)
May the buddha bless you where they rest you
Underground, where you hear the sound
(Bucktown!) Home where we roam, pack mad
Chrome, so, niggas, watch your dome-piece
Or you just might just catch two shots to your mother-
-fucking head—batty bwoy gwan dead
[Verse 2: Ruck]
Time for
Some action, dick-in-your-mouth satisfaction
I’ll pull it out, you’ll “Breathe Again” like Toni Braxton
I’m asking niggas, but I’m blasting niggas. Yo, we
Pass them niggas, so the Ruck just laugh at niggas
My mind ills off rhyme skills and nine mills
So I’ll drill styles that keep the mind filled
Blunts get smoked and chumps get choked when they
Try to quote the notes that B-I-G Ruck wrote, so, uh
Make way for the master blaster
Who blast past bastards ‘cause my shit’s mastered, uh
[Emcee(s): Top Dog, Ruck, Louieville Sluggah, Rock, and Starang Wondah]
[Producer(s): Tony Moore]
[Intro: Samples from Hard Target (1993)]
Emil Fouchon: Now he’s cornered and outnumbered 20 to 1. He’s an annoying little fucking insect and I want him stepped on hard
Emil Fouchon: You’re not angry at me, are you, Pik?
Pik van Cleef: Not at all. I don’t get angry. (*Holds up his shotgun*). I’m a professional
[Verse 1: Top Dog]
You must
Be blind and deaf to think that you can test
Originoo Gunn Clappz Two to your chest (Pumm! Pumm!)
May the buddha bless you where they rest you
Underground, where you hear the sound
(Bucktown!) Home where we roam, pack mad
Chrome, so, niggas, watch your dome-piece
Or you just might just catch two shots to your mother-
-fucking head—batty bwoy gwan dead
[Verse 2: Ruck]
Time for
Some action, dick-in-your-mouth satisfaction
I’ll pull it out, you’ll “Breathe Again” like Toni Braxton
I’m asking niggas, but I’m blasting niggas. Yo, we
Pass them niggas, so the Ruck just laugh at niggas
My mind ills off rhyme skills and nine mills
So I’ll drill styles that keep the mind filled
Blunts get smoked and chumps get choked when they
Try to quote the notes that B-I-G Ruck wrote, so, uh
Make way for the master blaster
Who blast past bastards ‘cause my shit’s mastered, uh
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