Slow down baby uhh
Slow down baby uhh

You can [bad word]  though, hard like P
Trying to play my man but you couldn't touch me
You [bad word] [bad word] rapper on a quest
You get your head flown, boy you must be smokin' sens
So many often wonder if MDs paid
You're [bad word] right, punk, stay outta my way
'Cause I clock Gs while you clock Zs
And I don't smoke crack, I smoke M.C.s
So pick up a pen, cop a squat, and take notes
rapper suffred from bleeding, sprains and slit throats
My style deadly psychopath or schizophrenic
Rapper choke like a curburetor, freeze up, and panic
'Cause I clock pesos, don't sell ileyo
Another name for cocaine, mi amigo
That's Spanish terminology for friend
Now sit back [bad word] my bozack as I send
Bass funk with beats that thump
Kickers and amps cold lined up in my [bad word] My system cranking, my headlights are blinkin'
Brother ridin' my tip, L, at the same time thinkin' [bad word]  how could a brother be so nice
'Cause I'm the capital E-P twice M-D-twice
I choose to squeeze, some choose to fight
I like to write but then again some bite
While you were bangin' on tables, I was bangin' Snow White

Yeah slow down baby

The ripper, the master, the overlordian
Playing M.C.s like a old accordion
I get the inspiration from a necessary station
Them sayin' I was vacationin'
You can't cope with your weak [bad word] throat
Tryin' 'a sneak a peak in while I freak the notes
Major M.C.s [bad word] minor flats
So retire the mike, get your chains and your bats
Here's your chance to advance, gettin' your stance
I'm 'a shoot the holster off your cowboy pants
Pure entertainment, tonight's your arraignment
You're quilty, face down on the pavement
No holds barred, it's time to get scarred
You and your squad better praise the real god
The undertaker droppin' thunder on fakers
When [bad word] to lyrics I'm as freaky as Seka
So lay the mike down slow and careful
'Cause mine is fully loaded and I have another handful
clip to slip in and start rippin'
Divin' and dippin' and givin' punks a whippin'
Just in case you wanna go a few rounds and so
I'm down so that you clowns will know
Me gettin' burnt or hurt won't be tolerated
I got rhymes up the (huh) forget it, I'm constipated

Yeah slow down baby

When [bad word] around homeboy, watch your nugget
I master on the beat down, my [bad word] When I attack the microphone, close the zone
Rap sees danger, can't roam
Security is packed and wall to wall can't fall
rap tank is full so I can't stall
My microphone is filled with premium
Any whack M.C. that flexes, I'm creamin' 'em
Not with lotion, bust the motion, flotation
When I'm rockin' the mike I'm like coastin'
Underneath fatigue at my peak
You still seek the style 'cause yours is extra weak
New method, rip the stage at my age and get loose and kick
Like [bad word] in a rage-I'm on a rampage

Yeah slow down baby
Slow down baby