Текст песни Power Rap

[Prodigy]
Power raps inside my skull cap like a brick stack, the kid is back
I told y'all niggaz ninety-eight list that
Yo, ninety-nine I piss on rap
Two thousand where your pistols at?
Dunn, we be the men in black fatigue
Thirty-thousand dollar chains that swing
Yo catch me in the street, popping that bullshit
Catch a fat lip, hoes all over your shit
Bust guns like, nuts all over your bitch
Yo yous' a woman, tell me what the fuck you trying to do when
you're growling all over the top, you get chewed when
I touch that shit, not only that on the concrete
We splash more niggaz than the wavepool did
Check out my new shit, we blood spill, you still ice grill
Mad cause your clique's shit is homo, the Mobb stay real
You steady playing the field
Nigga you sideline rhyme
Customers complain they can't feel
You cooked up a half-ass meal
It's time for me to catch burn on the wheels of steel
My shit fills, the appetite of the populace
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And show the world how that ass get bust
Ever since a little youth, I had this lust
to pick up the motherfucking pen and just rush
like morphine beats, through the wires of the EPS plus
you get penalized, for trying to rock with the utmost
Get branded, for being weak the most, now be ghost
The fuck outta here, with that bullshit you trying to share
with the planet, you need to be shot rapping
I got sickle cell I feel the pain all year, what's happening
Fake thug wanna front like they contracting
Numbers on my head, Dunn please, I'm here waiting
You can't touch me, there's no fake love amongst me
There's no fake niggaz that's run with me
Somebody gave y'all the wrong info, I ain't the Kiko
You nympho, put me on to where you breathe at
You 'sposed to taught that bitch much better than that
I dwell, where the rest of my vets is at
From, some to 'Ville to BX and back
to the lab and the dungeon
My house of representatives stay starving, beats thumping
We unholy, cause there ain't a part missing
My commission, sit at the table like the last supper
Fucker.......(echoes)....Fucker....