Текст (слова) песни: Eddie Ill and DL f Choclair, Kardinal Of - Choclair, Kardinal Offishall and Y-Look

[Kardinal]
Huh, Yeah, you know this already (sup?)
The year was 1999 (fuckin 9) Eddie Ill (Eddie Ill) and DL (uh-huh)
The illest (yeah), with the Circle (Circle!) Kardinal Offishall (yeah)
Y-Look and Choclair (Y-Look, Choclair) Illest verses ever recorded!
(Uh) Trust me on that, this is going out to any nigga tryin to diss

A dis ain`t a dis if a dis has discrepencies
I dismiss your dissidence and doubt your intelligence
At discuss I disjoint you disc from the dispatch
And disenthrall all of y`all from shit that`s wack
Steady disguisin in disfavor, dislikin my steelo?
Dis ain`t kindergarten you don`t have to go where we go
Discipline yourself before your ego disappears
When I discretly disassemble you from your career
Stupid, dis is not your ordinary rapper, dis
Dis is so all y`all niggaz discover just who the dapper is
Causing discomfort, disallowing y`all disjock to rock
any record cause your whole sound`s flop, yo
Dis is going out to niggaz who dis without
Thinking about what the hell you`re doing
Yo, your shit we`re booing (boooo) Boo!
And while I discumbobulate you
Dis is going out to any nigga opposing my crew

[Choclair]
Ay-yo I`m gonna hit you with the flavor like I`m cola hittin skins
It`s the Choclair brother, better known as Dark Skin
Pullin skins with my finger, ladies who be lickin
Girls jerkin on my roller like Jamaican fuckin` chicken
I stand up on my stage and then I rock hard
Basty girls come with attitudes, but got they pus` scarred
Cause I`m that ill-flower, yes that raw dog bastard
Sealin girls cracks like my name was fucking plaster
Grab the microphone and you know I never fall
Your girl`s got a sore throat, use my balls as a bradasore
What, so motherfucker go for yours
Cause I be droppin lines like your girls drop her drawers
So don`t test me, cause you`ll get your head wrecked
You`ll go home and your girls legs`ll split
and the mailman`s having breakfast, shit
Yo I get ill no doubt
I tit-fucked your girl and left stains on the blouse
Nigga what!

[Y-Look]
Yeah, what`s your case, ain`t no need to contemplate or debate
I smack the taste out your mouth and make your nose menstruate
Period, your period has come to an end
That track was booty wack, can`t believe that they put you up in the blend
I scream "Revolution," while Shatan screams "CREAM"
I`m trying to show these young cats that there`s more than this rap than
green
Circle Click ain`t a team, we a regime
Stormin the process, stormin lands like Afghan ? Hadeem
In this rap drought, ritualistic rap brings the rain
Burns with flame or butane for that shit you claimed
Disintegrate your click, lookin like powder cocaine
Put a virus in your mainframe and rock spots like Sting

Yeah, Y-Look, Kardinal and Choclair for our men
Eddie Ill and DL, via the mixtape, T-Dot`s brought to the world
Suck it!

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