Wreckx Shop
Wreckx-N-Effect
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Back to the matter
Back, back, back to the matter
Back, back, back to the matter
Back, back, back to the matter
It's time to wreck shop, so I wreck it
Yes, you know the wreck shit, one to the two to the check it
Drop a mad style then I'm Audi 550
Rappers try to front, but they can't get with me
Took a little work and some suckers try to diss me
Posse too deep, if you beef then it's risky
Swingin' mad hard so the ducks better duck
The miggity Mark is buck and I don't give a fuck, get it?
Sendin' big shouts to the critics
That's on the streets 'cause you're puffin' in your Jeeps
Peace to the skins, when I'm in you know you please me
Pop the third leg like an egg I'm over-easy
I really can't stand when a hooker act cheesy, sleazy
My flow is so cool that it's breezy
I act like Jodeci and maybe stay a little while
But my 16 bars is up, and dog, your shit is not my style
Back to the matter, it's wreck shop
G-O-P T-O-P C
Back to the matter, it's wreck shop
G-O-P T-O-P C
Back to the matter, it's wreck shop
G-O-P T-O-P C
Back to the matter, it's wreck shop
G-O-P T-O-P C
Uh, time to get back to the matter
Time to re-shine, I'm bigger, better, and I'm phatter
Spotlights don't stick around for ya
Mark and I noticed that after New Jack Swing swept the map
Cool 'cause we're back now
Takin' control of this rap and we're breakin' the wack down
But when you say the name, please just say Wreck
'Cause every singer's stickin' dicks in a fad
Uh, we laid off for a year and lost fee
This led to another year without a word from me
That left a lot of room for y'all to blow
A lot of room to go for what you know
This sorta pop rapper from New Jack Swing
Thought of a flow, drank a Pepsi, and got the right one, baby
Now every rookie around is bitin' their nails
Runnin', hidin', flippin' and divin', tuckin' their tails
Uh, but don't be afraid like Aaron Hall
Wimp, you chump, you duck, come out and play ball
'Cause Mark and I are like the Bad News Bears
Knockin' 11 hits out of songs 'til they tear
No more DJ B-Dog's in our sight
But now he's in his grave, scratchin' shit up like a dog fight
Bringin' heaven to Earth, showin' no owl is worth
A stop when kickin' this kind of hip-hop
Back to the matter, it's wreck shop
G-O-P T-O-P C
Back to the matter, it's wreck shop
G-O-P T-O-P C
Back to the matter, it's wreck shop
G-O-P T-O-P C
Back to the matter, it's wreck shop
G-O-P T-O-P C
Boom bap, it's miggity Mark the Mack
And I'm back to rip a rough rhyme for the track
Up top New York style
Gettin' back to the matter, so you can save the phony chit-chatter
You thought I was Swayze? No, you must be crazy
The miggity Mark, the miggity Mark is back, baby
You ready to swing with us?
Get with this or you can get with that, kick it, Akon
Uh, yeah, one more time to rhyme
It's one more day to shine with only one lifetime to get mine
So I begin to wreck shop like I'm lookin' for shit
Rippin' the roof off the mother with my lyrics
Doin' away with those that bother me
Props, we're jackin' 'em all like a robbery
'Cause it's time to get back to the matter
To the source, back to the real-deal data
Back to the matter, it's wreck shop
G-O-P T-O-P C
Back to the matter, it's wreck shop
G-O-P T-O-P C
Back to the matter, it's wreck shop
G-O-P T-O-P C
Back to the matter, it's wreck shop
G-O-P T-O-P C
Back to the matter
Back to the matter
Back to the matter
Back to the matter
Back to the matter, it's wreck shop
G-O-P T-O-P C
Back to the matter, it's wreck shop
G-O-P T-O-P C
Back to the matter, it's wreck shop
G-O-P T-O-P C
Back to the matter, it's wreck shop
G-O-P T-O-P C
Back to the matter
Back to the matter
Back to the matter
Back to the matter, it's wreck shop
G-O-P T-O-P C
Back to the matter
Back to the matter
Back to the matter