[Black Attack] One two What the fuck going on? Black Attack, AMV '98 worldwide Knamsayin, knamsayin? You 'bout to take a ride through the town Some wild shit son Word up, hold on
Yo, let me clear my throat like DJ Clue Set it off for my niggas who be actin fool Blackattack 'em, have they techniques on hold Shut 'em down at the end where there's pots of gold Let me dilly, dally, hit this alley Puff an L with sally or this chronic from Cali Wilin, comin straight from Rosevelt Island Thats how it is, dog nobodies smilin Always on some cool out, neva get upset Flow all over the track get my dough to step They call me Blackattack I rep the AMV And one thing I hate is a weak emcee I gets it, going off, cuz I'm up next to flex You bet I'm coming through, shit be rough like sex Positive, and watch ya toes tap to this And Blackattack make 'em clap to this
Chorus: [Black Attack]
Aiyyo, Old school, New school need to learn'o I burn baby burn like disco inferno Burn like disco inferno I said I burn like disco inferno Old school, New school need to learn'o I burn baby burn like disco inferno Burn like disco inferno I said I burn like disco inferno
[Black Attack] I be ya idol, the highest title, numero uno Bigger nigga, break cats down like Frank Bruno You know, new kid on the block rip tracks up Check out my melody and the way I twist sacks up I was fiend at the age of seventeen Cash Rules Everything Around Me, CREAM Wait a minute, ha, slowdown baby I'm on a rampage for dough now baby Sometimes I wonder what'choo lookin for Can a ill rapper make money any more? If you tired cousin, go take a nap If you rappin outta place then you will get smacked Got thirty songs ready and I still want more Kinda fallen ??? black four door Always calm under pressure, don't need to act shook Listen when I tell you boys...
Chorus (With Variations)
[Black Attack] Now look, in this corner we have the raw buddha blazer You bettin for ya style dog I raise ya Double, confident, my shit on point I got godfather trees while you rollin a joint I know y'all wonderin, is black paid? I'm broker than a motherfucka tryin to save Cuz I ain't got cash, I can't flow neither Kick ya best flow and I'll make you a believer I live with rap, die with rap Talk with rap, walk with rap, smoke with rap Eat with rap, I do my thing and thats that I don't think niggas fucking with the Blackattack Smack the back of a neck of a wack emcee I don't fuck with the crack, I smoke cranberry Nigga please, all I'm tryin to do is get cheese And own land in the sand in the West Indies
Chorus (With Variations)
[Black Attack] To all the old school veter-ans EMPD, Rakim, Redman, Special Ed KRS-One, no doubt, what what Old school, New School Real deal nigga, word up
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