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Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ FlashVerse One: TreachOnce again, it`s onwhere I`m from there aint no picket fences pick itStraight and ruff so you pick it my sticky finger was a glock Many dash for the fast cash, but I like the cash to lastSo I rap till my ass collapseI`m never trouble but if troops will come and jam me You Remind Me like Mary then I`m scaring your little projectsOn the prarie I`m hairy and hot like Dougie with a smokieSo I boo-boo, just like Fu-Schnicks I`ll say F-U-2Verse Two: Chip-FuA-bibbedy-bibbedy-bibbedy-bibbedy-bong-gang ultra-kingBut BBD boxing up yang, giddy-upDidduh-duh, didduh-duh, didduh-dum dum dumI`m coming again and again a Ku-Fu vomitGosh, darn it! Like we`re lyin` to bitsThe John-John Jacob lyrical shakerYes and Jengle-ma-heimershmitzI sings my lyrical style from FlatbushQuick to Greenwich VillageI`m strong to the finishWhen I eats, me spinachI`m one of the lyrical flavaMy nigga Foxx is stompin faggotsCheck my dum-dum-dum-dum-dum and stepVerse Three: Freddie FoxxNow I been breakin rappers down for a while nowNow it`s time to break, childRappers get chopped like the head on a fat cowI`m mister micraphone, rappers can`t fuck aroundI`m Freddie the Foxx I`ll brake it back and buck em buck em downYou know my rep I got a record like the turnpikesWhen I was young they use to call me Freddie-burn-micsBut now they call me big Foxx, daddy boot-knocksWith burn marks on my hips from my twin glocksChorus(Queen Latifah) I got flava for days (KRS-One) Flava unit has a title Repeats four timesRoll With the Flava /Verse Four: Queen LatifahNow it`s about the time to put you out of sight and out of mindI got the skills to blast you off the mic and out of rhymesNow who the hell-am-I-a?The L-A-T-I-F-A-H the motherfuckin sireI come in on timeYou wear a silly grin we like we do when niggaz inWe gotta practice so scalp the hairs off your chinny-chin-chinThe Flava Unit`s got my back, so I`m quick to start shitGet the short end of a bat, cause we beat him broken sticksVerse Five: Heavy DI-guy-guy-guy-guy-guy bet you never knewThat I could flow I flew I grow I grewI blew up the spot, I`m sippin my propsAnd now I am just passin throughRuff rugged rigid nigga, the one who`s quick to figureSome think they`re big, but the heavster is biggerThe funky flip-flop flava unit, my hip-hop neigbor doin itCame to the studio, check my flow, and ran right through itI bet you thought I wouldn`t come, I cameI`m never done till I`m done rippin drums like a shotgun, ohh!ChorusVerse Six: D-NiceNow ladies, what`s my name? (aaah)That means it`s time to goI`m the same muuuhfucker from it`s time to flow, soSome might have dissed the way I flow it outNiggaz need to throw it outSimply cause it`s somethin you don`t know aboutSo watch the Nice man shake the groundAnd now I`m Rollin with the Flava causeThe Flava`s what I`m rollin in my soundTo make you get down, rippin the sound from J.C. to UptownNowVerse Seven: DresNow if you got a nine, and you got a nineAnd you got a nine, and you got a nineAnd he got a nine, and she got a nineWell it`s a motherflockin party yo cause I got mineSo bust it the Black Sheep are (where?) here (where)Here (where) there, everywhere there`s a JeepThere`s a Sheep beat beatin up the airGraphic as illustratin frustratin like waitinThe Sheep are a joke? Nigga you playinYo I drink twenty forties, smoke forty bluntsSay a hundred rhymes and not sound like you onceTwice, three times, nigga never figuredYou`d be triggered by Dres, that R and B smokin niggaDoin it, screwin it, chewin it, wellDone on the weak bun hon can`t you tellUnification cells on the flava flinginIf a Queen has the balls my lady is a KingSo long live the King, and love to my UnitSpoon it and you`ll croon it, diss it, and yo balloon itChorus

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