Dalilah - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Rev Run]

Two years ago, a friend of mine

Asked me to say some MC rhymes

So I said this rhyme I'm about to say

The rhyme was def and then it went this way

Gotta story to tell about my man Big Sam

Juice unbelievable across the land

Ill type of fella with lots of gold

Getting money, what, so the story is told

Lived in town around the way

Up the street, 'round the corner, by the dock of the bay

Kept heads under pressure, money was livin'

Had a crib across town crowded with women

Hot for God, then it got odd

Sammy flipped his scheme for a 6 foot broad

Honey was fly, but yo conniving

Scheming on the way Sammy was riding

He had a big long Caddy not like a Seville

And written right on the side it read "Dressed to Kill"

So if you see him cruisin' girls move or step aside

There ain't enough room to fit 'em all in the ride

It's on a, ah first come, first serve basis

Sammy had girls in ill tight places

Never got gear until honey came through

This girl named Dalilah made him flip on his crew

It's with the one two three, three to two one

My man named Sam, my name's DJ Run

Honey got bold, secret told

Cut locks from his head to get the gold

Put him in jail without the bail

That's a lot to pay for a stank female

Moral to the story, don't dis God

Think with your brain, not with your rod