Neighbahood Sickness-Showbiz & A.G.

KRS-One The 6'4" wrecking team is killing crews ******* around and get broke down like syllables It's Party Arty and the ******* that you've heard of Son, my rhymes are like Tech 9's, my techniques are murder, what? [A.G.] I'm strange, deranged, mentally disturbed A lunatic that's soon to flip on any ******* (Word) Chill in my rest 24-7, no less Don't test cause I'm so def (Oh yes) My brother's keeper with the flow like Aretha Like the Grim Reaper, my murder weapon is a speaker If a sucker steps he'll get ate up Cash for the blast, I'm smoking White Owls straight up And I'm a leave it on that note ******* T, L.D., and Wally World pass the smoke [A.G.] Look us in our eyes and tell us what you see [Party Arty] Some real brothers from the gutter, that's word to mother (Repeat 4x) If your skills ain't rap, then perhaps you should let it be [Party Arty]