K-pop Lyrics

Protect Ya Neck (The Jump Off)
Inspectah Deck: Ladies and gentlemen,

we'd like to welcome to you All

the way from the slums of Shaolin

Special uninvited guests Came

in through the back door Ladies

and gentlemen, it's them! Dance

with the mantis, note the slim chances

Chant this, anthem swing like

Pete Sampras Takin it straight

to Big Man On Campus Brandish

your weapon or get dropped to the

canvas Scandalous, made the metro

panic Cause static, with or without

the automatic And while I'm at

it, yo, you got cash, pass it It's

drastic, gotta send half to Dirty

Bastard Raekwon: Ayo,

ayo, waves is spinnin, blades is

spinnin Slay em in the eighth

inning Stay truck, god stay playin

linen Kill rap, observe the uptowns,

ho, feel that Mink jeans on,

seen where the real at 2000 zitos,

movin wit a ill ego For real,

for real, ill lines, ill people Yo,

bring it back, 9 more civilians Pollyin

deals, monopoly and bills Y'all

niggas lyin Caught 300, lab look

royal wit a mean stomach Go broke,

all seen, done it Words from

the heavy set If I don't eat,

then we already met Fly ass bro,

liver than coke Method Man:

Now what Clan you know wit lines

this ill? Bust shots at Big Ben

like we got time to kill Niggas

can't gel or I'm just too high to

tell Put on my gasoline boots

and walk through hell Wit 9 generals,

9 ninjas in your video 9 milli

blow, semi auto wit no serial Man

metaphysical, I speak for criminals

Who don't pay they bills on time

and fuck wit digital Never seen,

smoke a bag of evergreen My sword

got a jones, more heads for the severing

Johnny in the dungeon, takin

all bets, throw ya ones in Scared

money don't make money, throw ya

guns in Masta Killa: That's

word to Jah Mo, San Juan, Puerto

Rico Blowin hydro on a beach

wit Tamiko My gun bullet hollow

for you to swallow Blowin the

nozzle, hear it whistle One in

the head, this is code red, man for

dead X amount of lead spray from

the barrel Heat clear the street

like Connor O'Carroll Fully equipped,

rifles, banana clip shit To make

my niggas from East New York flip

Bobby Digital: Yo, you

may catch me in a pair of Polo Skipperys,

matching cap Razor blades in

my gums (BOBBY!) You may catch

me in yellow Havana Joe's goose jumper

And my phaser off stun (BOBBY!)

Y'all might just catch me in

the park playin chess, studyin math

Signin 7 and a sun (BOBBY!) But

you won't catch me without the ratchet,

in the joint Smoked out, dead

broke or off point (BOBBY!) Ghostface

Killah: Wallo's comfortable,

chocolate frosting Your socks

hangin out, yours is talkin Rock

so steadily, son, I'm still crazy

Sport my old Force MD furs in

the 80's Nat Turners wit burners,

Jackie Joyner-Kersee Taught y'all

niggas how to rap, reimburse me Rothsdale's,

ruby red sales, Bloomingdale's, blocks

Ox tails chopped up in Caribbean

spots I'm nice, maxed out, creepin

wit the ax out Murder these bikini

bitches, switchin with they backs

out U-God: Niggas wanna

pop shit, I pop clips Bitch,

I'll put my dick on ya lips Alabama

split, hammer slay quick That

David Banner gamma ray shit Shells

in the mouth, jailhouse snitch My

powder voice, Snow White stiff Verbal

killas, gorilla grip God body

shit, puff Marley spliffs Cappadonna:

You might see the Styx, but that's

not my style You might see me

wit a bitch, that's not my child

I be in the benzo, keep a low