Represent-Showbiz & A.G./Big L/Deshawn/Lord Finesse

[00:22.11]Refrain: ("I'm the calm one, but my crew is sorta sick") [00:38.37]Yeah, Big [00:39.00]L is the first to represent. [00:40.53]Verse One: [00:40.83]Big L Yo, on the mic is [00:41.31]Big L, that brother who kicks flavs, [00:43.08]God. Known for sendin' garbage [00:44.55]MCs to the graveyard. [00:46.23]I pack a gat, not a slingshot; step to this and get an ass-whoopin' like [00:50.13]Rodney King got. [00:51.24]Or get beat to your death like [00:52.89]Cochise, my laws is no peace, **** the police. [00:56.22]MCs get braggin' about cash they collect, but them chumps is like [00:59.34]Ray Charles, cuz they ain't seen no money yet. [01:01.53]Trash rappers [01:02.37]I tax and spark, [01:03.42]I be wettin' mother****ers up like water rides at [01:05.70]Action Park. [01:06.57]A mother****er stuck me, and that ain't funny son, so [01:09.03]I got money gun, they wet him and his honey bun. [01:11.52]Cuz phony mother****ers [01:12.54]I froze, it's a fact, [01:13.62]I flip fast on foes with fabulous fantastic flows. [01:16.59]L is the rebel type, [01:17.76]I'm rough as a metal pipe, **** a [01:19.32]Benz, cuz [01:19.83]I could pull skins on a pedal-bike. [01:21.54]Props, I got the most, no [01:22.86]MC comes close,coast-to-coast, shows [01:24.81]I host, foes [01:25.44]I roast, adios, [01:26.34]I'm ghost... [01:28.68]Refrain Verse [01:29.58]Two: D'Shawn [01:30.15]Yo, street ? in [01:32.34]New York is a place this mother****er stands with a machete [01:35.43]I'm a crazy [01:36.06]Eddie Scissorhands. [01:36.99]Born with such a thirst to kill, [01:39.03]I can tap 200 quarters from a $50 bill. [01:42.06]Cuttin' mother****er-mother****ers down with a hundred pound axe like [01:44.97]I was raised by psycho-crazed lumberjacks. [01:47.19]So in a battle [01:48.12]I be stabbin',choppin' [01:49.29]MCs like trees, piece-by-piece buildin' cabins. [01:52.38]I'm a maniac magician, abra cadabra, makin' pain appear cuz [01:56.37]I'm-a grab arusty chain to make a noose to choke your ass so hard, you're spittin' ****in' [02:01.41]Adam's Apple juice. [02:02.40]So come check the magic show by [02:04.08]Deshawn, and witness the way [02:05.61]I put you to death with a magic wand. [02:07.53]Turnin' your home to a casket, turn your wife into a widow and your son into a bastard. [02:12.45]Cuz I love to keep [02:13.71]MCs sufferin', beggin' for big, heavy bags of [02:16.68]Bufferin. [02:17.43]Baseball battin' 'em, splattin' 'em, so many homicide records, my cases went platinum. [02:23.16]D'Shawn is nice; known for givin' out head cracks without touchin' dice. [02:27.87]Just pain and punishment from the [02:29.70]Boogie Down [02:30.27]Bronxter... [02:30.99]D'Shawn the maniac street mobster. [02:37.08]Refrain Verse [02:40.71]Three: Lord [02:41.01]Finesse It's the [02:43.11]F-I-N-E-double- [02:44.43]S-E, don't play or stress me [02:46.32]Cause that shit don't impress me [02:48.09]I make papes off the ****in' [02:49.62]I create, and then dictate [02:51.39]So get your mother****ing facts straight [02:53.40]I got skills and [02:54.30]I'm hard to kill, [02:55.35]So y'all bitch-ass rappes better chill and just guard your grill [02:58.47]You grab a mic and always get hype [03:00.27]Talkin bout ****ing mother****ers up [03:01.68]When you can barely beat your bitch-ass right [03:03.45]So stop ridin my dilznick cause [03:05.58]I can still kick the ill ****in' on the mother****ing real tip [03:08.43]Hit like Foreman when [03:09.69]I'm brawlin [03:10.32]Those who think [03:10.98]I'm fallin, [03:11.61]I'll play your monkey-ass like a organ [03:13.47]I got crazy ****ers in the city noid [03:15.36]Got mad mother****ers, but it's not cause [03:17.19]I'm a mother****ing pretty-boy [03:18.60]I'm ruthless, [03:19.47]I'm not on that goody-goody tip [03:21.03]That ****in' played out with that [03:22.23]Beat Street/ [03:22.68]Electric Boogie ****in' [03:23.58]I'll stomp any rapper that you ??? if they ass is weak, they better chill and grab a seat [03:29.04]And go 'head with they master plan [03:30.90]Stevie Wonder probably see me 'fore half you rappers can [03:33.99]You can't hang and you're fallin fast [03:36.09]You rappers that's trash better dash and start haulin ass [03:39.24]Cuz I'm out to rag ****in' [03:40.80]Mother****er up a show, collect my dough and step off with a bad bitch [03:44.01]Spectators always have the best time [03:46.26]When they come to a show and hear a funky [03:48.09]Lord Finesse rhyme [03:49.17]I'm out to get bigger, lounge and make rich figures [03:51.63]You'll never catch [03:52.20]Finesse associating with ****ing gangsters [03:54.51]I work overtime when it's time to go for mine [03:56.79]Crab-ass rappers, don't even front cuz ya'll know the time [03:59.64]So it's time for me to step [04:01.23]Peace to Showbiz and [04:02.37]AG and I'm off to the left [04:04.11]Refrain Verse [04:07.02]Four: AG Check-check-check it. [04:15.42]A to the G is gonna wreck it. [04:16.98]On stage, on my record, so ****in' don't forget it. [04:19.50]I'm the man. [04:20.19]The one-man-band is on my right hand. (His name is Show nitwit, so get wit the program) [04:25.26]I get a hit from my buddha blessed. [04:27.00]Turn my hat to the back, now let's see who's the best. [04:30.09]I like my pockets fat, never ever flat. [04:32.31]Mother****ers wanna jack, my .45 ain't havin' that. [04:35.10]Hoes get no dough, so why try? [04:36.99]Think it's gonna be a hit 'n' run? [04:38.76]Wrong, it's a drive-by. [04:40.23]Mother****ers catchin' tantrums,because your girl's never safe around the [04:43.89]Midnight Phantom. [04:45.27]They predicted [04:46.20]I'm-a fall; they must be down with [04:48.00]Michael Jackson cuz that ****in' is [04:49.47]Off The Wall. [04:50.37]You don't believe me, ask that brother [04:51.84]Show: snatchin' hotties, grabbin' hotties, lettin' mother****ers know. [04:55.38]You come wrong if you don't come strong... [04:57.81]YOU BETTER [04:58.14]CATCH WREC [04:58.80]K! ****er, [04:59.52]I made the song. [05:00.54]Styles will vary, they won't carry over. [05:02.85]Don't **** with no [05:03.66]Devil, I'd rather marry [05:05.07]Oprah. Yeah, you got it, [05:06.54]I'm pro-black, and my skills are so phat, [05:08.88]I pay my dues, [05:09.75]I don't owe jack. [05:10.74]You bite my style, [05:11.64]I can spot it. [05:12.42]Tryin' real hard to get it, you can forget it, because you don't got it. [05:15.90]And my skills are excellent. [05:18.18]Diggin' in the [05:18.78]Crates and it's time to [05:19.92]Represent! [05:20.58]Refrain