going down Let's start it up It's not too late It's not too late To start it up Yo what's up What's going down Let's start it up It's not too late It
ass like Large Professor don't need Main Source "Bustin, fat, freestyle rhymes" [x4] I'm lethal - I gets medieval with a blowtorch and pliers End your future before it
go off the park I'm on deck, Sick Wid It Records I rep I'm a vet, but I spit like a youngster from the set I ain't tripping, I knew it was political
at the world I take it out on tracks, I R.I.P. it So even to the producer it's hard to I.D. it Bars tremendous, it's in your best interest I insist your
MC, come on, break these chains Speak now or hold your peace when I decide to pass it But every rhyme you ever had could never surpass this If rhymes were food, the main source
The wise they attract to it, cuz it's magnetic Those slow kids, stuck on the block, they don't get it But, they don't wanna set it, track on immedietly
MC, come on, break these chains Speak now or hold your peace when I decide to pass this But every rhyme you ever had could never surpass this If rhymes were food, the main source
[Prodigy] Yo, the saga begins, beget war I draw first blood be the first to set it off My cause, tap all jaws lay down laws We takin what's yours we
me Since a young shorty, move with the force of a horse Main ingredient to my line source, full meal course Never known to deal with the soft, cuz the real, we comin' off
heads like hip-hop, bogus To me your show, the stupid niggaz ain't notice They're satisfied with the mediocre stroker But once I get to bang it I bang it like it
set in a posse A legendary man it's the plan With main land, approachin' ghetto celeb status Guns for hire movin' keys of my empire The source is, niggaz