Heavy Ammunition

WHASSUP?!<br><br>Chorus: {vocal samples)<br><br>"Heavy ammunition, so I don`t have to dip, so.." -> E. Sermon<br>"Buck buck buck, rat-tat-tat I`m on a mission.." -> P. Rock<br>(repeat 3X)<br>"Heavy ammunition, so I don`t have to dip, so.." -> E. Sermon<br>"Pack Pistol Posse, flow some more pro shit..." -> Redman<br><br>[Tame One]<br>I pack a rap that`s the joint and like to point the chrome at domes<br>of MC`s who need to be smoked up, like homegrown<br>ism I get bizm, with rhythm no bullshit<br>My best rhymes rank like a tec-9 with a full clip<br>I`m funky as hell, since I rock the twelve inch<br>And now fakes imitate the great like Elvis<br>Oh goodness gracious, oh golly gee wolly<br>I`m good googa booga good golly Miss Molly<br>I use a loaf of bread a pint of milk a stick of butter<br>to keep my weight up, to knock a sucker to the gutter<br>I empty my rhyme clip, and kick like a fat gat<br>El you got my back, so where`s your black ass at?<br><br>[El Da Sensai]<br>I`ll let loose to juice to freak the funk spunk no punk<br>I`m doin the funky chicken as I`m kickin like a Shaolin monk<br>MC El Da Sensai with another one to bash ya<br>Lyric master, blastet, kick my skit faster<br>Best in my section, I`m fresher check the lesson<br>Progress is progressin as I`m buildin on my section<br>Hyperactive raps are gettin super static <br>with the rap erratical acrobatical mass combatical<br>So, move over cause the style that`s rippin<br>is comin from the grand man that is not slippin<br>But I`m trippin, kick the comp romp stomp and pomp<br>Cause my style is flyer Renaldo Neidermeyer<br>Hip hip hoorah, check it out one two the<br>thing that I swing I won`t front..<br>Yo, I got the lyrical ammunition to your chest<br>So nigga don`t test, cause my mouth is the tec<br>Kid, I kick the ill skill yo, did you listen<br>I bust caps with raps, packin heavy ammunition<br><br>Chorus: *vocal samples*<br><br>"Heavy ammunition, so I don`t have to dip, so.." -> E. Sermon<br>"Buck buck buck, rat-tat-tat I`m on a mission.." -> P. Rock<br>(repeat 4X)<br><br>[Tame One]<br>Ya gotta excuse me, I was just scheamin on a cutie<br>and I knew it was my duty cause the honey had a booty<br>I up jumped the boogie to the boogie the beat<br>Cause I`m a hellafied nigga, you can call me T.D.<br>The black Lil` Raskal, with loot like Waldo<br>I make Oprah rhyme by throwin chairs at Geraldo<br>Rivera, I joke around like, Hanna Barbera<br>But mirror mirror, Tame is a terror<br>My hair got the knots, my name got the props<br>I`m the coach of a rap note cause I call the shots<br>Tamedy Tamedy, I`m showin the mad me<br>Damn style flam and T why? We ain`t family<br>Keep that real, I smoke buddha and pack steel<br>Check the rap deck, cause this is the last deal<br>Good God, baby pah, give it to me check it<br>BRARABRARABBAHHH bust it, BRARAHRABAHABA wreck it<br><br>[El Da Sensai]<br>Comin back, to cap, two with the fat rapture<br>Intact to Tic-Tac, my style you can`t catch-a<br>Why? Let`s see, I`m not ordinary<br>Kind of impossible, unstoppable, brothers pop a lot of bull..<br>..skip to my loo, I`m never ever to do<br>hot tamale oh golly I`m wicked with the folly<br>All types of sneakers fo` the freaker of the speaker<br>Bass for the bottoms and the highs for the tweeters<br>Sample from The Meters, check it how I speak the<br>words pound for pound, fuck ten ounces and the liters<br>I won`t sniff Blow, even if you said his name was Kurtis<br>My style can go through changes, from Latin down to Turkish<br>So keep slippin cause that ass I`ll be kickin<br>El Da Sensai, with the heavy ammunition<br><br>Chorus: *vocal samples*<br><br>"Heavy ammunition, so I don`t have to dip, so.." -> E. Sermon<br>"Buck buck buck, rat-tat-tat I`m on a mission.." -> P. Rock<br>(repeat 8X)<br><br>YEAH! Aight??