Half a Dozen MC's-Funky DL/Messiahbolical/Dukus Alemay/Pyrelli

[00:17.19]Knock knock, hello, a 6 foot fellow [00:20.57]I'm never too far from the Hood and the Ghetto [00:22.82]King of beats, I'm a musical Pharaoh [00:25.07]you can call me classic but I don't play the Cello [00:27.38]got a slick style that the people call mellow [00:29.63]I got punch lines like Abbot and Costello [00:31.88]who's on first base? Ya'll know my M. O. [00:34.25]now I got chicks saying “listen to my demo” [00:36.69]there's something so cute about a women in yellow [00:38.69]call me Casanova, bustin' cherries like Morello [00:40.25]Italian charm you can call me Angelo [00:43.00]to die like Othello [00:44.32]Question Mark, N. O [00:45.50]a bunch of MC's and we build like Lego [00:47.38]trying to take this rap **** to another level [00:50.00]how many MC's? [00:50.88]I don't know, several [00:51.82]top champions so we bus' a gold medal [00:54.51]Messiahbolical [00:55.76]Uh, ah, I'm the illest you'll ever know [00:57.38]a big deal, syllable centrefold [00:58.44]with a solid gold metal coated De La Soul [01:01.13]pellet gun tongue, fire Ella Fitzgerald notes [01:03.44]while you silicones sell a soul [01:06.19]bars fill like a catapult cantaloupes [01:08.26]vocal chord cannibal calibre [01:10.00]hop aboard Hannibal's acting up [01:13.01]yeah, and the flows so breezy [01:14.94]face looking Jermaine Jackson greasy [01:16.88]and I'm running a mock all over the beat [01:19.45]nobody wanna compete [01:20.07]nobody ******* with we [01:21.38]I'm dropping more in a week than you can drop in a year [01:24.00]you're falling off of the edge, [01:25.26]you might as well disappear [01:26.32]and me and DL, CL Smooth [01:27.69]so when he helps me out, we help you [01:30.57]Pyrelli [01:30.82]They say “it's a cold world” so supply your own heat [01:33.44]I'm that fire guy delivering pyro-techniques on a beat [01:35.32]damaging any MC in every area each [01:37.25]blame the chip on my shoulder gripping a pole, [01:39.32]I bury your dreams [01:40.51]while the Jazzy Blackcurrent keep the scene so serene [01:42.01]leave stains on your screen, [01:42.89]I'm stepping in clean and mean with the scoop and the scope [01:44.95]huh', rolling up my sleeves, [01:45.76]flick the collar on my coat [01:46.70]coming live from the streets, [01:47.51]I holler the dollar quotes [01:48.58]talking bout life and trying to cope [01:50.01]feeling like a successful bloke [01:51.02]keeping the flow so ever so **** is how I turn fans to fiends [01:53.14]with G' code of conduct lyrically, [01:54.70]scriptures written calligraphy [01:55.26]I'm up in the upper echelon for the extra visibility [01:57.20]hanging haters for mimickery, [01:57.95]drown em' in my celebrity [01:59.32]I tap dance on your facade, [02:01.26]gangster choreography [02:01.70]consider this my policy, [02:03.51]follow me as I topple trees [02:04.89]chillin' in the comfort zone, [02:05.95]the place you got to be [02:07.51]Dukus Alemay [02:08.08]You should stay put if you're gonna fight me [02:10.14]just like Facebook, you can only like me [02:11.51]so you go back on your own word [02:13.02]looking all dumb so you may look like you un-liked me [02:15.39]way too many who hate [02:17.74]too many fakes need to see the dentist, [02:19.86]they toothache [02:20.61]say they move weight when they knew [02:22.73]they wasn't even nowhere near the level of a true great [02:25.17]true say they're confused with delusion [02:26.80]at the red light not moving, snoozing [02:29.05]they think it's magic, I know it's illusion [02:31.79]cos I made em' think they're winning when they're losing [02:34.05]I'm living like the world's gonna end tomorrow [02:36.67]so if you follow me there's gonna be sorrow [02:38.73]cos the path is treacherous [02:40.24]and I won't ever rest til' I reach the top of Everest [02:42.61]so you should never test me [02:43.67]Sus [02:44.16]I'm trying to get doe, stack til' it grows mould [02:46.53]big **** swinging in a room, Trojan flow [02:47.73]so I go slow, still jealous ones wanna hit with a low blow [02:50.54]I'mma homophobe in a room of assholes [02:53.17]so I stone cold stun em' on the throat, Kimbo to the nose [02:56.25]face, riddled them with lumps [02:57.62]don't call the Po-Po [02:58.62]I act like grown folk [02:59.95]beat you with a belt I sent you out for [03:02.31]oust you outlaws, underground to outdoors, [03:04.69]stay in your house more [03:05.82]cos I ain't inna' that chitty chat silly crap, [03:08.01]simple home run face kissing on a her back [03:10.44]“BLAOW!!, best you behave [03:12.51]see me in a rave, don't say my name [03:14.70]you've got no heat, ****! [03:16.45]you're more like a black man trying to sun bathe in the shade [03:19.33]Ricko Capito [03:19.77]Hey yo' Funky, drop the drums please on this dumb beat [03:22.27]bass will make em' fall of the wall like Humpty [03:24.46]latecomers don't need to wear no dunce C.A.P. [03:25.95]in the corner just get comfy [03:28.58]get to know me, I'm a nice brother [03:30.40]just like a hot knife and the beats like butter [03:32.89]I move to every beat like “shut up!” [03:35.64]you're about to die and meet your maker for touch ups [03:37.77]PRS will have my bank account buffed up [03:39.64]the Queens heads got me sprung, I'm loved up [03:42.41]yeah, I just thought that I'd share that [03:44.42]I breed flows when I tear tracks bareback [03:46.05]wait, my lowest level is a million [03:48.61]and your highest level is ten so you ain't near that [03:51.22]R.I.C.K.O. that's Ricko C.A.P. line dot T. O.