No Guts No Galaxy
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Message from Galaxy Central
With the time that gives a rhyme on your mind
This book bind, givin' the crime, read it
One talk one, and gives with the rhythm of fun
One talk two, and gives with the rhythm of boogaloo
1980, Breakdancers like Rock Grady
Givin' off with the rhythm, the hits are shady
And the spin around on the crown with gets down
The Bronx are rippin' with the rhythm
Feel the heat, feel the heat
Sneakers pumpin', rhythm and jumpin', funkin'
Then the gunshot raised in the brain of a mane too sage
Rock on with the crusades
Rhythm of galaxies comin' off with the rhymes
Soon as that may be, seven deadly sins
Rock a wind with the beat that harmonize rockin'
No guts, no galaxy
No guts, no galaxy
No guts, no galaxy
No guts, no galaxy
Don't challenge me
Now horror decorse a morse on the boss
The toss rockin' on the dick floss
Simple juice a jam with the mixin' with the master plan
It's the heel rockin' with the deadly deal
Take your stance rockin' with the gangsta France
It's the dash with all the clash
Now two MCs doin' the break with the body shake
Yep, electric boogie
They be hip with the rhythm, hot with the wound
Two, what you wanna do?
Now the skill of teal rockin' on the peel
Like a 9-10 on the field
No guts, no galaxy
No guts, no galaxy
No guts, no galaxy
No guts, no galaxy
Don't challenge me
To the wick y'all, wick wick y'all
Yep freak the freak the freak freak y'all
Allen Way gonna kill the slave gonna rock today
Ramell, the Ramell's leeway
Lookin' out to the corner
Givin' on the goner when I take on the shoot to boot ya
I got the chance with a rap romance
With a date with the coop loop
It's the jams with the grips with the master plan
It's the band with the give with the galaxy slam
It's the jam rockin' on to the beat and to the break
You're starborn
Now cruisin' on the Crip, rockin' with the script
Now the dip, step in my ride with the hives
That cut the makes or compromise
Now spread your legs with the skill
Rockin' on with the rhyme and feel
Now leather in the cools
Rockin' on for the deadliest fools
Look it out, they're side to the side
With the red light in your mind
No guts, no galaxy
No guts, no galaxy
No guts, no galaxy
No guts, no galaxy
Don't challenge me
LL, Z, Z, Z
Rock, rock, rocks the funky beat
You're givin' the lows, yep you're givin' the highs
Hoo-ha, rock a deadly ride
Yep yep baby doll, yep yep freaky doll
Yep yep create, create the bait
Yep yep baby doll, yep yep freaky doll
Yep yep create, create the bait
No guts, no galaxy
No guts, no galaxy
No guts, no galaxy
No guts, no galaxy
Don't challenge me
No guts, no galaxy
No guts, no galaxy
No guts, no galaxy
No guts, no galaxy
Don't challenge me
Galaxy's cuttin' y'all
Go further, do harder, see more
Reconcile self-prophecy
You're nobody, get on your knee in front of me
No guts, no galaxy