got to prove it I'm gonna fight to the end It's in my music I'm gonna fight This is my exclusive Arizona shooting is that a big deal Cause every day
[The Notorious B.I.G] I went from Construction Timbs to Ac's with rims, Flippin' mix tapes to bitches feedin' me grapes, Peep my mind state, Big Poppa
all started with the big bang! Music and mythology, Einstein and astrology It all started with the big bang! It all started with the big BANG!
line Medicine is big business so my remedies is herbal It's music is for the people so we Reflection Eternal Listen, you hear the difference between science and science
' across the planet Ya see, we on some shit some find it hard to understand it" "But back, to what you all about or how you are at What type of Science
your fame bark is vicious you got bars to witness yall submissive when i get your brain your thoughts is shifted im incredible, highly technical nympho triumph, raw intricate i need medical then more science
for big amounts FannyPack track and we love boys Taking out the suckers and all the toys Move that's what I said Feel the music up in your head Spin
the mic and let's show them like we used to You say fuck, that yo holmes, fuck this I'm the king Ad-Whammy, you're Dick Butkus One half science, and
your tenement Got more Black Thought to my Roots than most niggaz got in their pigment It's the baby-faced lieutenant with the Luck like Luciano Hardcore like Kool G Rap music
sparking some gunpowder Check it for a second, listen and behold the Great as I open your mind like a folder Down with the science, I'm rocking like a musical
Ayo, turn the, turn the music up some more In the headphones for me Check it out [c'mon!] You ready, it's bumpy knuckles baby Sendin this out to my niggas
and planned But I gave it up for music and the Free Electric Band. I went to school in handwashed shirts with neatly oiled hair And the school was big
knocking these bum broads outta my way Just came in the door and they got somethin' to say Tell 'em step up if they wanna act hard I don't need no great big
State Property Music Uh, holla, uh, yeah When you hear the song (Feel me) Will you cry? (Uh, it's all real, baby) 'Cause you know you wrong (You know
me light my backport That's why we need to sit down And talk about the black and the brown Yo, I love Los Angeles, you can hear it in my music Plus
Ayo, turn the, turn the music up some more In the headphones for me Check it out [c'mon!] You ready, it's Bumpy Knuckles baby Sendin this out to my niggas
and planned But I gave it up for music and the free electric band I went to school in hand-washed shirts with neatly ordered hair And the school was big
taste Enforce the muscle to ya hustle and ya did it with grace 'Cause real niggaz don't save face, they make movements Back to the time when hip-hop was music
