cassidy and jin freestyle lyrics – cassidy

(wbkzu fm)
[dj] here we are live on wbkzu. 199.9 on your fm dial.
i’m in here chilling with buddha monk and my man, poppa chief.
[bm] what’s going on, baby?
[dj] peace.
[bm] peace. peace. huh, what’s up with you?
peace to the gods and the earths.
[dj] yeah. got my man buddha monk here, giving a shout for his new
[bm] oh. no doubt.
[dj] and your crew, i hear about your crew.
[bm] yeah. yeah. the name of the alb*m is called ‘the prophecy’.
yeah. youknowi’msayin? it has– it consists of everybody in the zu.
youknowi’msayin? ol’ dirty b*st*rd. youknowwhati’msayin?
12 o’clock. shorty sh*t stain. poppa chief. k-blunt.
[dj] what about the brothers from jersey?
[bm] yeah. yeah. that’s my n*gg*z. poppa chief. k-blunt and all of them.
that’s the zu ninjaz. 5 ft. hyper snyper. we can’t forget my
mother f*ckin man, hook ninja. you know shy d and them?
and ob and all of them. that’s most of the jersey n*gg*z and sh*t.
then you got the manchuz and sh*t. drunken dragon and spritiual
*ss*ssin. uh-uh. n*gg*z don’t know about manley mussa and all of them.
you know and professor king bee and all of them.
[dj] bomb to come, word bond.
[bm] youknowwhati’msayin? it’s like mad different alb*ms about to jump
off and sh*t. n*gg*z don’t even know about half the sh*t we’re
about to come with. youknowwhati’msayin?
[dj] i feel that.
[bm] you see– you see, they saw the wu come through, now it’s time
to see the brooklyn zu come through. youknowi’msayin?
cuz we all remain in you. youknowi’msayin? universally unified
to make things happen. youknowi’msayin? that’s just about,
basically about it right now. the name of the alb*m is called,
like i said before, ‘the prophecy’. youknowi’msayin? it’s the
lord buddha monk. and what? n*gg*z, what?
[dj] straight up, we got buddha monk right here. a thinking brother.
i can feel that. the buddha, check out his alb*m. yo, so how
about this? how about we get you boys right here into a little
freestyle? aight, youknowi’msayin? kick it to a freestyle.
[bm] uh-huh. i’m with that.
[dj] i know you got skills.
[bm] ah, yeah. we could handle that.
[dj] yes? can we do this?
[bm] uh-huh. no doubt.
[dj] for the listeners out there. wbkz–
[bm] u! ha! we come through on wbkzu with a freestyle like this.
yo, check it like this.

[buddha monk]
it’s the brooklyn zu, it’s the brooklyn zu
let me tell you mother f*ckers, it’s the brooklyn zu
it’s the brooklyn zu, it’s the brooklyn zu
let me tell you mother f*ckers, it’s the brooklyn zu

yo, i be in this game, the buddha monk f*ckin up your stamina
shut your mouth, listen close to this brooklyn zu damager
i never seen so many amateurs get awards for wack grammar
but now i got my daily plan on how to act right, think right
get the subverb on ya, then f*ckin ram ya, ha! it’s sickenin
heard better sh*t on the radio, but your’s the one that’s still tickin
it’s alright, i’ma come with that wild stack
there’s the brooklyn zu laid on every track
try not playin my sh*t, n*gg* and you’ll catch two to ya back
yo, i mean that, my style made strictly for the rap, where it was at
f*ck the diamonds, the plush houses and the b*tches layin on they stacks
n*gg*z, what? n*gg*z, what? what? it’s the freestyle!

[poppa chief]
it’s a psycho, so shoot fast on the warpath
every time i touch a stick of steel, it’s a bloodpath
black licorice, choclate compressed
super-n*gg* written across my chest
i’d bet my left nut, plus all of my riches
i won’t be the one rockin the bandages and st*tches
i jiggle jiggle cuz it itches
a hundred-mile an hour pitches
i love it when the b*tches be blowin me kisses
*kissing sound* right back at you
spell my mother f*ckin name right when you put it on the statue
i’ll come back, who ever wanna step to the b-r double o k-l-y-n z-u
*radio static* mother f*cker!

/ cassidy lyrics