Release Yo Delf (Prodigy Mix)

When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong And all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry Your careers won't be lastin' long

When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry Your careers won't be lastin' long

Check it, I'm the fuckin' man who they mention Notice, that other niggaz rap styles is bogus Doo doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo Blazin', the stuff that ignites stimulation

Inside ya, 'cuz I be that house over water Forgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon Adventure Niggaz need to touch they freakin' picture For the sickness, that be spreadin' with the quickness

Remedies, cousin, I be doin' on my enemies Penalty, then I drink forties to they memories Emotion, rushin' through your down street vicinity Blunt smoke in the air reveals my identity

Tical, Tical, Tical, Tical

As I keep it movin', we keep it movin', uh Keep it movin' an' keep it movin' uh Keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh Keep it movin', we keep it huh, rharh

What's that rhythm, what's that sound? Party people gettin' down When it hit the baddest man Just release yo' delf

My God, somebody said it's on, if it isn't I'll be set To blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death I bring it to his whole damn fam, understand If he frontin' on any man down with the Clan

I be comin' for the headpiece you can't cope For my brother, I bring it to the Pope Word to mother, serial killa style from Big Isle No stat, my peoples are you with me, where you at?

Shit's gettin' deep in here, I mean thick Niggaz lookin' all in my face like they want dick It's about to hit the fan, hit the flo' That's all I can stands, an' I can't stands no mo'

What is it? Niggaz think they bigga 'Cause they got the finga on the trigga of a pistol They don't know I'm wicked when I start to kick it With the raw sound, wash it down with a mystic

Then I add a snapple, nigga want the juice But he don't want the hassle, then we try to overthrow the castle Better yet the tent when I'm comin' to your town Black man, the rental, God, the pistol

Yah, if you don't want a burn from the glock Then beware, I buck shots, we move up, the buck stops Here, no more dough will be made Unless it's being made by hoes

What's that rhythm, what's that sound? Party people gettin' down When it hit the baddest man Just breathe in, till then

An' keep it movin', baby, keep it movin' I plan to keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh An' keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh An' keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh An' keep it movin, you know we keep it movin' Baby, we be movin', you know we keep it moo, rarh

When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry Your careers won't be lastin' long

Throw your hands in the sky An' wave 'em from side to side An' if you're ready to spark up the Meth Tical Let me hear you say, "Stimuli"

When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry Your careers won't be lastin' long