Released on March 21, 1995

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[Intro]

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[Verse 1: Hakim]

Internalize, externalize, check the exercise

Kick the lyricals, the Buddah smoke, help me reach my high

My eyes bloodshot, buckshot for the props

Say what you didn't know, tell me why'd you sleep on Hak'?

I'm not Sealy Posturepedic, the boom bap, I need it

To get this shit correct, my style comes orthopedic

Get off my dick, fucker, don't play me for no sucker

Herb, I'm not a nerd, I smoke blunts and kick verbs

When I serve ya like Agassi, pure agony of terror

Try to catch the beam of light reflected in the mirror

Never basic shit is dope 'cause I laced it with the flow

Ignorance is a sin when in my cypher so you know

Infinite potential, residental is the ol'

Illtown New Jersey if you heard me Glock the bow

One, two, three BDP troops hard

Any questions? I was blessed with lessons from God


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[Verse 2: Tuffy]

Three, six, oh is the flow

I got so many styles, I come full circle

I treat you like a jock strap, 'cause it's my dick you jock

I got more props than Hollywood backdrops

I swing your head like back and forth like tennis

You got no lifestyle cause your style don't exist

I got the code for the green flow and yellow hits

I treat MCs like red lights, cause I be runnin' shit

Causin' drama, rip heads crazy like J. Dahmer

I'm hot like a puff goose bomber

And spittin' on your crews then re-fuse to lose

And get bruised rap's got breaded, I pay dues

I am me, don't try me, G

I rip the beef off your back

You fuckin' with the lion in me

I got troops, for soups or groups

They wanna stoop they get slowed down like parachutes

Rippin ship my flavor kicks, like Ken-Bo kicks

So hold on, you'll never ever fuckin' get it


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[Verse 3: Hakim]

Pass the boom bap for the rap intoxicated

Pass the boom bap to get my head elevated

Your man hesitated got done with the quickness

'Cause the BDP crew always rolls with the thickness

I'm soakin up your flow, on your neck I got the bounty

I heard you're hot and wearin' a Jheri Curl in Compton County

It's Channel Live, I'm touchin' on your brain like that

With the flavor for the roughneck that thinks abstract

When the chronic hits, I throw fits like epileptics

If you can't understand it, motherfucker, just respect it


[Verse 4: Tuffy]

Rethink, replan, refine, react and redefine

Rewind this ridiculous rhythm and recline

Realize, as I reword, restructure

The rap game, you can't resist or recover, brother

I'm like no other, I smother

From the sub-level thoughts, deeper than the movie Cover

But I'm not like Larry Fishburne, the mic burns

I rap with no delay, I turn more styles than the subway


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