- Apr 1, 2001
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Break Bread Wit BROTHERMAN
Rip script flowing while tiptoeing grip MADDOG
Not even knowing you all drunk of this fog
The funk twist dialogue like Shakespeare then
Break clear of wackiness with sincere acuteness when
We spit and disperse information into a diverse population
And make a legal distinction like an eagle in another dimension
Fly to the moon and be to the sky soon living off pension
On angel status no more danger holy apparatus and these
Cats still be at us, in some capacity scum is a nasty disease
But rum is a classy squeeze but you can get glassy knees
And be black and sassy in the breeze
Like postal orders we deliver slaughters on costal waters
We got a host of mortars ready to explode while some falters
So Brotherman make these other cats understand go ahead
And flow with your dreads dude don’t be rude Ok MADD
We stay bad need a system of protection because spit glad
Wisdom in all direction our rhythm is a reflection of Hip Hop
And funk we rip shop on a punk even as a rejection we tip top
So we tied a slip knot in your plan with a hardcore scan don’t test me
We over in DESTEE where the rest be they know we spit the best spree
Like timber we get slimmer and dimmer when cut down, so therefore
We quick to slap a **** or a clown so you better sit your butt down
Like air we above the land and love to expand all around
Like a thug I stand abound in the club I’m the man wear a crown
MADDRAPPER PEACE
Rip script flowing while tiptoeing grip MADDOG
Not even knowing you all drunk of this fog
The funk twist dialogue like Shakespeare then
Break clear of wackiness with sincere acuteness when
We spit and disperse information into a diverse population
And make a legal distinction like an eagle in another dimension
Fly to the moon and be to the sky soon living off pension
On angel status no more danger holy apparatus and these
Cats still be at us, in some capacity scum is a nasty disease
But rum is a classy squeeze but you can get glassy knees
And be black and sassy in the breeze
Like postal orders we deliver slaughters on costal waters
We got a host of mortars ready to explode while some falters
So Brotherman make these other cats understand go ahead
And flow with your dreads dude don’t be rude Ok MADD
We stay bad need a system of protection because spit glad
Wisdom in all direction our rhythm is a reflection of Hip Hop
And funk we rip shop on a punk even as a rejection we tip top
So we tied a slip knot in your plan with a hardcore scan don’t test me
We over in DESTEE where the rest be they know we spit the best spree
Like timber we get slimmer and dimmer when cut down, so therefore
We quick to slap a **** or a clown so you better sit your butt down
Like air we above the land and love to expand all around
Like a thug I stand abound in the club I’m the man wear a crown
MADDRAPPER PEACE