[Intro]
First time didn't I say
Let me
Lem'me lem'me, fucking voice
Like this
What, what, (what), what, (what), what, (what)
Yeah, (yeah dude)
Freestyle Fellowship
Once a god damn 'gain
Ha-ha-ha
Once a god damn 'gain
Hitting you with that jazzy
That jazzy, that jaaazzzzyyy
That jazzy, a peace man won't you tell em' man

[Hook]
I got the feeling you can't stop me
We got ya kneeling once again G'
Y'all after biting all our shit an
Y'all wanna front like it ain't nothing

[Verse 1]
Pink panty pushers
Push through your veins
Bitch made, plus he said she said
It's a shame
Back up bugging about my game man
Cause it does something about the lames
1 toungue lashing, now you're tame
Whoop ass later, but for now take names
Plotting on my gains
Is only stressing you out
The more you strain
The quicker you drown

[Hook]
I got the feeling y'all can't stop me
We got ya kneeling once again G'
Y'all after biting all our shit an
Y'all wanna front like it ain't nothing

Once again, ha-ha-ha, once again
This is peace, once again
Thats on the real, once again

[Verse 2]
If ya having problems getting creases in ya' khaki's
And finding the right colour pendletons
And choosing the most comfortable chucks
You're in look
Just lay back on that proper
Let the flush, now hush
Let us meditate
Lets get our body fluids to coagulate
Now break, you are in a deep sleep
When I snap my fingers
You will awake and speak
All your highs and low's
So we can see which road you choose to stroll
I keep everything under control
Because
[Hook]
I got the feeling y'all can't stop me
We got ya kneeling once again G'
Y'all after biting all our shit an
Y'all wanna front like it ain't nothing

Once again, once again, once again
Thanks to od, once again
Aw shit, ay, nobody in od

[Verse 3]
Ohh
Yes fry in the flesh, fresh
For your market
Quicker to touch mac on the back
If you wanna spark it
You hype motherfuckers
See you might see me causing ruckus on some {dark starky duckus?}
Oh, I ain't never got gaffled
In a rap raffle like that
Damn right
So step the fuck back
Before you get smacked
With a 80 pound sack of gold coins
Fo swing on my groins and not knowing I kept flowing
And fool broke with a note tied around his throat reading
Once again