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[Common]
Yeah, one two..
Yeah, where my n**** Jay Dee?
Where ya at? (Yeah!)
(Oooh, you say you got guns, then bring that s***) what?
(You say you got ones, then bring that s***
cause you need a lot more ones and guns for this) what?
(to get my man see we bout to spit some) HOT s***
Yeah, one two..
Bout to spit that, HOT s***
Huh.. whoo! Yeah..
Turn it down n****, HOT s***
Yeah.. (oooh)

Messenger in the Metropolis; +Apocalypse+ here and +Now+
n***** know the ledge, so they don't come near the style
I appear in clouds on some heaven to earth s***
Fake n***** drown the deeper the verse gets
Deep as a skinny girl's c*** - I surface with the purpose
to let y'all n***** know the demo
Voice is a instrument that's monumental
You couldn't f*** with the style if you was a nympho
Raised in the temple of Chi, taught to look into the eye
I identify with dobbs and weaves, and n***** makin moves
that bob and weave, and n***** with jobs on the side sell weed
I feed off the hunger that a b** or abandoned child gets
freaky, like Marv Albert, in outfits, by Chaka Givens
I lecture how I got God but don't got religion
Got a clip for these n***** on the net, sellin my s***
Let's just say you Ramone and I'm Spit
In a habitat of Cadillacs and battle raps
and people that travel at the speed of need
Never agree with the ways of the world
Cats say anything - like they say to they girl
How you bringin it when you sit indian style?
n***** know me as Com it's time hear me go wild
with HOT s***, yeah..
HOT s***, yeah, one two..
Came to bring it boy
(You say you got guns, then bring that s***
You say you got ones, then bring that s***
cause you need a lot more ones and guns for this) what?
(to get my man see we bout to spit some) HOT s***
What? No doubt.. HOT s***!

[Common]
Old men see visions young men dream dreams
I rock the planet - recognize - I'm the C.R.E.A.M.
Com Rules Everything and everything is
How yo' man pullin yo' weight - he ain't carryin his
Scary the biz is like "The Blair Witch Project"
Experiment in rooms on some bare b**** project
State senators, life twirls, most sell out
- like a dread with a white girl
You want me to cypher with you and the Gods?
I just did a show - I'm pursuin these broads
Everyone I ain't tryin to f***
Wanna feel female presence and conversation a touch
You'll get split like a date that's dutch scuffed and scraped up
Taped up for tryin to say what - ever you was about to say
You rap like a n**** that's about to spray
Get a mouth shot, for openin your mouth to say
feel my heat in the night - it leaves you without the day
What I write is a passage for n***** to travel through
Before defeatin me - Joe, you better battle you
I tap into my own zone like it's my home phone
Turn the cell off and let my dome roam
Shame I gotta do white labels to keep my life stable
I write fatal bringin n***** to life
A wise man came in the thick of the night
He said BRING THAT s*** when you pick up the mic
I said, "What s***?"
He said HOT s***, hot s***, hot s***
(You say you got guns, then bring that s***) uhhh
(You say you got ones, then bring that s***
cause you need a lot more ones and guns for this) uhh
(me and my man, see we known to spit this) HOT s***
Hot s***, yeah, yeah, uhh
What we spit Jay? (Throw it down n****)
HOT s***, uh, yeah, uh, c'mon, yeah (keep it goin)
HOT s***..
HOT s***..
HOT s***.. yeah, boy (keep it goin)
HOT s***.. out
HOT..
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