Alright(Explicit) - Das EFX

Intro：
*alright* (x16)
No doubt
Aha, see what you want baby?
Check it out! one-two for my peeps like this, check it out
Verse 1: skoob
To the, aah, tick tick, my clique is mad thick so don't slip (yeah)
Cos mad ni**a's throats gettin slit
By the mister wit the heat ta burn ya til ya blister
You punk b**ch, when the funk hit, the tongue twister (yeah)
It's the...now i'm the maniac with the flow (what?) ????
Til i knock out your regulars and your gold teeth (ni**a)
Be doin my thing on a day-to-day (ha ha)
Some say i got too much posse like flavor flav
Books in reverse, the worst ni**a out the clique (what?)
Ci-lo satan when i hit you with the triple 6
Your sh*t be stressin it's lessin, i'm flexin with the adjectives
Shittin on mc's like i just took a laxative
Now niggas know i gives a f**k about'cha crew
You try to keep up but got stuck like the two
Between nevers and atlantis, i kicks a frantic
And goddamn it, watch me and my man rock the planet
Like this, boy!
Hook:
*alright* (x8)
Verse 2: dray
Well uhh, one-two, comin thru next
Ni**a krazy drayzie representin das efx
Stompin wit my crew comin thru your projects
Bring ya from the east so f**k the peace so if you spot us
You do us a fave bip, you pull your piece and shot em (baa!!)
You're makin dollars overseas (uhh), ni**a please (uhh)
Squeeze these cos we're gettin paid by the g's wit ease (word up)
We're blowin up your f**kin spot (no doubt)
Cos when you're hot, you're hot and when you're not, you're not
Now everybody be the nicest but jesus christ this
It's a crisis, i kill em dead with my devices
My advice is you better learn a trade
Before you kick a rhyme and end up f**kin gettin sprayed
I keep you open like you're f**kin sessin me
You're just a pest of me, you'll never get the best of me
Cos justa me, the k-to-r-a-z-y
Use to rock fila, bettin like i'm eli
With houston your style in need of boostin
Your crew that need to stomp, no conk, you know you're losin
I put my dues in so you know it's only right
I gots ta hold it down so all my niggas hold tight (hold tight ni**a)
Chorus (x14)
Verse 3: dray, skoob
To the, aah, boom bang, my slang is mad thick
My rappin antics'll keep em runnin fran-tic
The sh*t the man kick'll make ya f**kin a** sick
I bring you from the pit and never quit cos it's the krazy
Poppin all this sh*t cos his rhymers don't amaze me
It pays me to rock it so why not i stop it
I make it by the bucket so f**k it, i stock it
It's just for safe keepin so when i'm sleepin i sleep safe
I'm comin with my timbs in ya face (motherf**ker)
Back in the place i'm gettin stupid in ya sector
I be the krazy drayzie, ni**a check the way i wreck
F**kin flow to final, motherf**k the title
My ni**a dj dice is on the vinyl (motherf**ker)
That's my recital, kid i flipped it til the end
I bring it from the sewer , here my ni**a come again
The books in reverse kicks a verse
I'm takin it to ya face, i'm iggity on the case i persuit
To stomp an mc like grapes and then scrape em with the boot
I bring swing to the ring like luke doover
Diggity-got land like a cruiser, pop duke he rip a cougar
For pages, i kick it raw til my jaw caves in
Amazin and plus off-beat like caucasians
Me get done? never son, i hold it down for 7-1-a
Where niggas f**k around and where niggas lay
Ain't nuttin slim, i got game like tim hardaway
Fouls like the proudest so i'm labbin in rca
Aw sh*t, i got you buggin, flippin that sh*t that you lovin
Plus i got another back in the oven
Some heard the style and then construction on it
But they just touching on it, b**ch a** niggas ain't got nuttin for it
C'mon, broke my blocks or i'll blow ya spot
I rock like that bald-headed ni**a on fox
(so how we do?) no shorts from niggas or they f**kin girl and (what you
Got?)
More styles than the last got served (no doubt)
So if you wit me and you're higher than a hippie, hold tight
Cos e'rything gon' be aight! (no doubt)
Chorus to fade