Brothers On My Jock

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Brothers on my jock

For the way I hold a piece of steel

Brothers on my jock

For the way I hold a piece of steelBrothers on my jock

For the way I hold a piece of steel

Brothers on my jock

For the way I hold a piece of steelSo what cha sayingI go wild as I sip from a cold Lowenbrau

Set up rhymes like fire to gunpowder

Boom, did the bassline crank

From being rated R, from being top rankI'm hard like an erection

Phrases might get too tough to break down in sections

So I grab a pen and pad, I'm back

To make a killer similar to a back stabDon't arrest me, arrest my brain, it's insane

If I'm booty, then I've been framed

By an MC, who can't be the R E D

Fuck with me, you'll get slapped up and capped up easyBy me and a tre-eight pistol

So vacate the premises

Or ask Mayday, Mayday for H E L P

Brothers tell me, I'm electrifyin' similar to round threeI don't brag and boast but smash and roast

MCs with degrees from here to the West Coast

I'm miracle with no abrakadaba

Piece of membranes will smash like crackers

Were they Ritz, Saltine or Town HouseNone of the above get caught with the roundhouse

Kick, black flip, semi full

My vocal chord prove my pull ain't bull

I'm down wit the SquadNo more than four to five brothers

Six or more, you seen got smothered

By a fist of fury, next is the verdict

Let's hear it from the juryBrothers on my jock

For the way I hold a piece of steel

Brothers on my jock

For the way I hold a piece of steelBrothers on my jock

For the way I hold a piece of steel

Brothers on my jock

For the way I hold a piece of steelSo what cha sayingI'm a nightmare to rappers, terror to an MC

Cold wreck, the nigga with the help of E-D

Aggravation, don't need it, so get off my dick

Master of disaster, no time for flicks

Straight up b-boy, Real McCoy like Bruce Leroy

Strap the bozack when I'm stabbin' a skeezoidGangsta rap, it's Daddy Mack with a bozack

Roy the funk punk pumps skunk like a smokestack

So swing low and lick up balls

I'm like Schwarzenegger, correcting shitIn Total Re-call up E-D and the posse that's ten deep

To wax a sucker nigga booty rappin' MC

So step off 'cause she gets no props

So stick the fork in him, Redman 'cause he's doneBrothers on my jock

For the way I hold a piece of steel

Brothers on my jock

For the way I hold a piece of steelBrothers on my jock

For the way I hold a piece of steel

Brothers on my jock

For the way I hold a piece of steelSo what cha sayingI'm E-D, I belong with the A-Team

A one man wreckin' machine by all means

Necessary, I destroyed on contact

No fear of getting killed 'cause I'm strapped

The Hit Squad's deep, making it sweet to creep

On my crew but you don't sleepMy mic is caffeine, similar to Maxwell

Making it smooth for me, yes, to wax well

And you might get scared and spark a stove

'Cause I pack steel but hold on like En VogueMy swiftness, I got a gift not for Christmas

God bless, mmm-hmm, can I get a witness

I'm fresh like a bag of Chips Ahoy

No toy, I'm a hardcore b-boyOnce again, I quote, I'm danger

I smoked Smokey the Bear, I killed the forest ranger

Poof, the fire's out and I'm gone

Peace to Mandela and FarrakhanBrothers on my jock

For the way I hold a piece of steel

Brothers on my jock

For the way I hold a piece of steelBrothers on my jock

For the way I hold a piece of steel

Brothers on my jock

For the way I hold a piece of steelSo what cha saying