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The B.U.M.S. (Brothas Unda Madness)

Wreck Your Ears (Can Do)

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Ninety-five`s the year my crew get ours right hereAnd the Brothas Unda Madness gonna wreck your ear - can do[E-Vocalist]E-Vocalist wrecks the mic and then I`m next son{.. "But still say a rhyme after the next one" -> Rakim}Now if you don`t like my crew, I don`t give a damnNo introduction needed - you know who I amThe five foot nine pro, puffin on a bluntHittin much pussy `less it`s that time of the monthRebirth of the mack, the illest on the mapAnd I`m all on rap, like a fiend on crackMy - style`s contagious, spreadin like a virusLeavin more "Achey Breaky Hearts" than Billy CyrusTick tock around the clock, you should knowYou can`t get no props if you can`t rock a showNot with these - I shake MC`s off the break like fleasIn school, I never got D`sMe fake nigga please! I really hate cheeseIn fact, I really can`t stand dirty rapsSo breaker breaker, to Joe Quixx the beatmakerThanks for givin up tracks freakier than Seka(?)Since I`m Oakland bound when I rock I catch a frownbut the moment I leave, you ask how can I be down?Put my tape in your pocket, then lock it, downMark it, then rock it, all around townIn the alley or the slums, cali`s where I`m fromIn comes the boom so make room for The B.U.M.S.Ninety-five`s the year my crew get ours right hereAnd the Brothas Unda Madness gonna wreck your ear - can do[D-Wyze]Yo D-Wyze rip the mic, then I`m next son{.. "But still say a rhyme after the next one" -> Rakim}Heyyyy! Here`s a new tray that I madeso stop whining, cause I hit your honeydip`s heinyBut I make you think we`re not from Oak it`s just hip-hop rappinSo niggaz give me daps and stop cappinThe Brothas are FREEEE, free like MandelaI`m known from nasty NARCs as the mic dome swellerI`m good for shockin niggaz like PG&E.. so what`s up G?I spark the fat phil` from the go to get you under my spellIf the wack wanna step to +-dy+ like +Norman+, they fellAnd then the Son of Sam hand me tunes for the pussy.. cause my funk flow makes `em hornyI`m the, slim wild mad sweet but grand imperialYou bump me in the morning at the table eatin cerealAnd then you ask your troops, "Who is he?"These Under Madness Brothas - that`s why we stay undercoverMy styles cling like Comet, I make MC`s vomitYo peace to Joe Quixx, that makes the B.U.M. poundFor better and for worse motherfuck what you heardYa hear me, honies grip your tits, cheer meFrom Oak to Manhattan, one day we hittin platinumYo ask my nigga Sway - he know how it happened..Ninety-five`s the year my crew get ours right hereAnd the Brothas Unda Madness gonna wreck your ear - can do[E-Vocalist]E-Vocalist wrecks the mic and then I`m next son{.. "But still say a rhyme after the next one" -> Rakim}Now I gets busy underground like gooks durin VietnamNo sellin out because my mom didn`t raise a tomE-Vo`s my name - I flex mad stylesI`m known for gettin nastier than maggots on a dead cowAt many clouds rockin crowds from here to ChinaI gets looser than the lips on a prostitute`s vaginaSo, sleep on my skills and sleep in grills they use for tractionCause I put my thaaaaaaang, in actionAwakening crews in a rude fashionOn they ass like Mike Tyson at a beauty pageantE-Vo is first, D-Wyze is the next one but{.. "But still say a rhyme after the next one" -> Rakim}[D-Wyze]Aiyyo I`m iller than a porno, I flip the microphone onNinety-five is my year to live fat like Sonny BonoTwo niggaz sparkin blunts, always hittin cuntThe Brothas Under Madness, knockin niggaz frontsI`ll persist to elevate the shit straight from the Oakcause I`m broke - if I don`t make it, I`m smoked(Coolin out in Cali where the bass goes boom)And when we step in the arena suckers leave the room(Where, three out of three sweepin niggaz like a broom)Pre-arrangin funerals engravin on their tombs..{.. "But still say a rhyme after the next one" -> Rakim}{.. "But still say a rhyme after the next one" -> Rakim}{.. "But still say a rhyme after the next one" -> Rakim}{.. "But still say a rhyme after the next one" -> Rakim}

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