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Wreckx-N-Effect
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Check it, yo I hail from the heavens to rip shit and Wreck it and break it off in seconds My platinums are consecutive, yours are one million negatives Your come-up A minus, fiddlin' with Harlem's finest My heart is 24-karat courage When a play is on, I'm prepared for the drama I said one, two, three (Say what?) You got a hip-hop to wreck shop I said one, two, three (Say what?) You got a hip-hop to wreck shop Ask your favorite rappers about me 'Cause I slouched and unbowed to no one I danced with the Devil and tangled with the God of rap Just to be Jesus, but I ain't your buddy for crucifixion My strap D flaps to lick caps In case fools don't wanna listen, it's roughneck It's Mr. Bojangles, you're part MC, part straight pussy Now ain't you? Check it out, A-Plus comin' at you sucker MCs With the uppercut of C-4 to blow your Whole clique clean off the seashore Now peep me, gettin' with me ain't easy Whoever I decide to break off gets broke off Said my simply body undisputed underdog A-Plus So come with your posse and get smushed as I'm comin' from up under I see the rappers with us on your keys to try me Heavenly Jesus breakin' it down, A-Plus, now that's who I be, ha I got what it takes to smoke the whole rap's new generation So don't let your platinum status get you fucked up I said one, two, three (Say what?) You got a hip-hop to wreck shop I said one, two, three (Say what?) You got a hip-hop to wreck shop I said one, two, three (Say what?) You got a hip-hop to wreck shop I said one, two, three (Say what?) You got a hip-hop to wreck shop Hey, you'll get your ass lifted, get your posse bent into pretzels Everyone's mouth drops when I rock, even whiteys with freckles I'm Seagal, your popcorn raps are under siege Injection is definitely irreversible when I start to emcee Now peep me, why? Put on condom and can't fit it Even on dope beats like this one This shit is loud, but I'm killin' it A-Plus and I'll buck you 'cause my attitude is "fuck you" Smack you upside your motherfuckin' head Put a condom on and straight fuck you 'Cause I feel gang is spelled P-O- Crooked letter-crooked letter-E-D-E-E-P And you can't match that, so ain't no comin' back As I'm spittin' rhythm at ya like a p- P-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-pop semi-automatic gat Pun stock, tuckin' your pockets on your block Tec to your chest and you'll be like, "Come on, let me go out" So you better lick your phillies and get ready 'Cause when I die, I'm comin' back as a buddha sack 'Cause I'm leavin' this Earth with a boom I said one, two, three (Say what?) You got a hip-hop to wreck shop I said one, two, three (Say what?) You got a hip-hop to wreck shop Ha, you know the one BBO (They down with us) Yeah, the one BYC (You know they down with us) Yeah, now FOI and Zulu (They down with us) Remember Posse Peeps the crew (Yeah, that's us) Let's play devil's advocate for a minute See, I recreated the wheel, and hip-hop Was built around a hard rock named A-Plus With the juice of the movin' woo and mad crew Until death do us part like Jews Try, keep comin', try to get up and get high and you'll fall Shit will be incredible what pussy couldn't fuck with me I never will fall Styles like lotto come in more than a million combinations like so Here's one, try this, your flow's beneath mine So I guess when I say I'm God-fearin' I know it's me that you're not hearin' You probably thought I was talkin' about some fuckin' spirit This god I'm speakin' of has a broad nose like Buddha Towers above like clouds and delivers teachings like tutors You might know him as KRS-One or K-R-E-S-E I know him as KRS-One, God, and El Fresh, and You can brag about his cologne when you know your shit don't stink And I know I'll break another rapper's ass off quicker than blinks Just listen to me, tap dance over the rhythm heavenly I'm rugged and raw, prepare for your judgment, come on I said one, two, three (Say what?) You got a hip-hop to wreck shop I said one, two, three (Say what?) You got a hip-hop to wreck shop I said one, two, three (Say what?) You got a hip-hop to wreck shop I said one, two, three (Say what?) You got a hip-hop to wreck shop