Dropped in

(I'm packing heat) pass the laser e dot) spray that whip keem) (its oy or no y),

Talking on notti get shot in your chest I'm riding with keem in the back with a sled

he a demon he making all the opps fled we are demons that smell fear, their scent a hot red, soft in the centre poor noah balla clumsy boy he got beat in his chest (NOAH!) Sugarhill demons is always on timing a lot of its rhyming now (move) just (look) lanky bag dag no way, please do not try me, I'm fitted you can not find me the cops is behind me keem got booked for the pole but when he coming home its a body, oy or no y please do not alarm the gang or on the other side of time will be copping a homi, but as I mentioned before the gang is moving too tact it's just the demons brodie keem was moving too oppy body dropped quick a hot red moshpit with a big bunch of (D O A) bodies,

It's lil ddot I'm catching all the homis (homicides) (grah), so please don't dare try me the opps can not find me I'm laughing while steady straight smoking woo lotti, I hang with some crips and we drill like some dummys, tg stop running from opps we're smoking rah he's a zombie (rah rah)

Hold up, you can't find me and I don't know why is they talking on notti, (like) why is they playin with d dot got popped in the head that boy c high (c high) even where was your gang in the meantime oh that's it I told jb to run like rick, they know I'm a kid but I'm aiming to blitz, and yo sha geez no and yes I'm taking kenzo b lyrics and I don't give a hit, (dougie b) high he's off a perk making me sick, that dopey a fiend why he's gang on my set, you can tell him to pick up a stick now it's time to switch the flow yes ive been talking real shit, time for your to up it im letting it rain ygz ninjas ain't on nothing I'm upping the chop aiming straight for his pumpkin your gang is on T's that's the end of discussions you see, oy's they all are rolling with me if you add on a k you get shot in your jeans, he was talking up on gang I know devil bloodie that's my cuzzie smoke jayrip in the back of the buses, (diddy), (lotti), (nazzy) few of them opp packs punching and punching,

lil ddot I'm catching all the homis (homicides) (grah), so boy please don't dare try me the opps can not find me I'm laughing while steady straight smoking woo lotti, I hang with some crips and we drill like some dummys, tg stop running from opps we're smoking rah he's a zombie (rah rah)