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[PMD]
Yeah, whatchu want, whatchu want Ay Chris Lowe yo Why don`t you step to the mic and bless `em with a jewel Representin two-oh-three style, y`knahwhatImean? Hit `em in the head [Chris Lowe] Listen, to the situation my son Lowe serious as cancer, all foes is done with these beats, you got `em from me Now you can tell I been around since the JVC I bring it back, the skull snap rap The real rhythm on the real rap track People think, the streets, as far as I see Your boulevard look hard but it`s easy for me Livin out in C-T, who the hell I be Chris L-O-W-E that`s me Cool with the riffin, guys keep a handle If you don`t you get waxed like you a candle Behind closed doors, I schemed on yours Came back, haunted you and shocked your drawers And then the time slid, like I did a quick bid What go around come around like I`m doin right now [Chorus] Buckwhylin, buckwhylin, buckwhylin, buckwhylin [PMD] Yo so check the C-T, 203 that`s when you catch P Straight ballin, big up New Haven, where I roll strictly My shit so raw like cocaine you wanna sniff me My dick be, hard to spit so don`t piss me off, you and your crew, soft You get knocked off, you crossed the God, "Rugged & Raw" I`m warnin you all, big fat tall or small Guns or brawls, could walk away like fuck you all [Chris Lowe] You can call me Chris Lowe, but I`m a top biller Part time dealer, permanent killer You know it get ill on the shank it`s for the scrilla Ha, I`m like the rest of the best, I`m a thriller See now you look like you lost, and you lost to me Action, try to find a way to start to relaxin Relaxin, you can look but you ain`t seein for me Not `less I got a hustle or muscle with P Some people shocked and amazed at who I am From Sleeping Bag cut short at Def Jam You can see me chillin ain`t no skin off my back Me and Chuck Chillout, watch the funk spill out Through the speaker, feel it down in your sneaker You jump to the thump like a Reebok pump Lowe whylin [Chorus] [Chris Lowe] Pay attention while I rock the beat, one time Pay attention while I be rockin the jam I need a scratch - now my batteries is bangin My raps {?} raps with no explainin You can fly high, hope you don`t die You know I`m the type to make the player hater cry Lookin up to me, what you think they see? The fresh fantastic fly funky MC C`mon, even the score, sound you a door Only got one album, hope I get one more So, please, take the rhymes like these The beats is red hot like a hundred degrees Son duke, this ain`t a fluke So believe me when I tell you don`t pull out if you ain`t gon` shoot You look nervous, might as well join the circus Yo you need the discipline, trouble the shit you in Go whylin [Chorus] - 2X
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