1/2 bouldin, the other 1/2 inc
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Yo, Brett, Sean, Muggs
Let's rock this one for the East
Grandmixa, Muggs, Bretty and Sean-E-P
Your city needs your voice most definitely
To keep the party pumpin' like the heart of the tiger
Grandmixa is the earth, Sean the air, Brett the fire
Combination of the elements, we're universal
Because we're gettin' paid, say it, we're commercial
But accept the fact that we're a household appliance
Muggs adds the scratch, we drop the science
Dig that online, listen to it in your room
You'll notice that it's pumpin' with a definite boom
And let me tell ya, I'm sorta convinced
Because it's one half Bolden, y'all, and the other half Ince
Wimp MCs, don't try to criticize
Step to me, yo, and I will victimize
Showin' no sympathy, your lord I will be
Behold my lyrics, yo, and now you pray to me
In astonishment, you come and compliment
Back to the drawing board, yo, 'cause you're irrelevant
Writing a rhyme, you're trying to catch me
Climbing the barriers of conquered MC
So you may give a return to find
I'm still a step ahead, so hit the back of the line
If we meet again, it will be our last bout
Strike one, strike two, third strike, you're out
Your posse roll up, I won't even clench
'Cause I'm one half Bolden and the other half Ince
Sean learners Bolden, sergeant of the Ince
Produced two rhymes, created through, been rockin' ever since
Birthed and you know from the time we were born
To expect success, the minds were strong
Raised in the building one, five seventy
As you already know, apartment seven
They for all you skyrockers whose minds are dense
My father's last name Bolden, my mother's maiden name Ince
Last name Bolden and my first name's Brett
Don't walk on me, boy, 'cause you pose no threat
To Bretty B speakin' words of a prophet
Peace is my anthem, violence we should stop it
Took a trip to Mexicali, threw on my sombrero
Kickin' it in a '68 Camaro
Red and black convertible, yo, 'cause that's my style
Got a girl in every seat, I'm feelin' kinda wild
Always talkin' knowledge with a touch of intellect
And every time you hear the voice, the name you shall respect
So, yo, and let me tell you just how I live
I gets you in the mood, make you all festive
Walk on me, boy, ain't nothin' to it but to do it
Have to think about it, yo, then pursue it
I am the engine and you are a caboose
And if you were a snake, I'd be a mongoose
'Cause I am the king, Sean is the prince
And it's one half Bolden, y'all, and the other half Ince