Release Yo' Delf - Prodigy Mix

Check it

Check it, I'm the fucking man who they mention

Notice that other niggas rap styles is bogus

Doodoo compared to this versatile voodoo

Blazing, the stuff that ignites stimulation

Inside ya, 'cause I be that household provider

Providin' the rhyme that be deep as The Poseidon Adventure

Niggas need to take they freakin' tincture

For the sickness that be spreading with the quickness

Remedies, cousin, I be doing on my enemies

Penalty, then I drink forties to they memories

Emotion, rushing through your town street vicinity

Blunt smoke in the air reveals my identity

What's that rhythm? What's that sound?

Party people gettin' down

When it hit no doubt about

Just release yo' delf!

Keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh

Yeah keep it movin', ya know we keep it movin', uh

And keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh

And keep it movin', ya know we keep it movin', uh

And keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh

And keep it movin', ya know we keep it movin', uh

And keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh

And keep it movin', ya know we keep it mov-rhahhrh!

"God", somebody said, "it's on" - if it isn't I'll be set

To blow a nigga up with my Five Fingers of Death

I bring it to his whole damn fam, understand if you frontin'

On any man down with the Clan, I be comin'

For the headpiece, you can't cope

For my brother, I bring it to the Pope, word to mother

Serial killer style from the Isles of Stat'

My peoples are you with me, where you at?

Shit's gettin' deep in here, I mean like thick

Niggas lookin' all in my face like they want dick

It's about to hit the fan, hit the flo'

That's all I can stands, and I can't stands no more

What is it? Niggas think they bigger

Because they got their finger on the trigger of a biscuit

They don't know I'm wicked when I start to kick it

Eat they raw sound, wash it down with a Mistic

Better yet a Snapple

Nigga want the juice but he don't want the hassle

When we try to overthrow the castle

Better yet the temple I'm coming to your town blacked out

The rental car, the pistol cocked

If you don't want to burn from the Glock

Then beware, I buck shots, meanin' what?

The buck stops here, no more dough will be made

Unless it's bein' made by who?

What's that rhythm? What's that sound?

Party people gettin' down

When it hit no doubt about

Just release yo' delf!

Keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh

Yeah keep it movin', ya know we keep it movin', uh

And keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh

And keep it movin', ya know we keep it movin', uh

And keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh

And keep it movin', ya know we keep it movin', uh

And keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh

And keep it movin', ya know we keep it mov-rhahhrh!

And keep it, and keep it, and keep it

And keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh

Ya know we keep it, and keep it movin'

And keep it, and keep it

And keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh

And keep it movin'

Ya know we keep it, and keep it movin'

And keep it, and keep it, and keep it

And keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh

And keep it movin', baby, ya know we keep it mov-rhahhrh!