Black Spasmodic (Explicit)

Black Spasmodic - A Tribe Called Quest
Yo y'all ready
Yo Phife you ready
Cons you got that part right A'ight
I don't know but it don't matter who choose to set it off
ATCQ no doubt my niggas is boss
Little half-a** rappers y'all pissin' me off
Time to dead 'em all off yo no matter the cost
Black they don't make thugs of this caliber
Spasmodic who kept up the buzz the whole calendar
Black used to sell drugs out the challenger
Spasmodic used to keep guns with the silencers
Black they don't make thugs of this caliber
Spasmodic who kept up a buzz the whole calendar
Black used to sell drugs out the challenger
Spasmodic now look what he does to any challenger
Now who want it with the Trini gladiator
Mid finger to you haters you biters not innovators
I take zero for granted I honors my gift
Champion pen game plus I'm freestyle equipped
You clowns be bum sauce speak my name it's curtains
Hamdulillāh my crew's back to workin'
Trash rap the dead p**sy kill the chirping
No more f**k boys sit down sh*t can only get worse
And how do you touch mic with flows uncertain
Speak game dry boy that flow ain't workin'
Folks throwin' items them vex and cursin'
F**k made me wanna see these niggas in person
Third song in motherf**kers dispersin'
Only to realize Donald Juice in the buildin'
Big tune this for man woman and children
Back on my bullshit Busta Bus' then we kill them
Who kept up the buzz the whole calendar
Black used to sell drugs out the challenger
Spasmodic used to keep guns with the silencers
My ni**a spirit be talkin' to me let me explain
Not through evil mediums tarot cards and Ouija games
But through mixing chords and boards
And even drum machines he be sayin'
Ni**a f**k awards keep reppin' Queens
And don't be taking slack from these non-rapping niggas man
That intellectual sh*t you spit you better change your plan
Especially when you see 'em at the lobby of a label
And they don't seem able to outstretch they hands
And admit they fans
You better flame 'em in the J's that they standing in
Ostracize they memory for not remembering
The articles reduce their body parts to particles
And dust the Dead Sea with their cremated molecules
I'm leaving but ni**a you still got the work to do
I expect the best from you I'm watching from my heaven view
Don't disappoint me make sure that they anoint me
As the blue ribbon pedigree the best of show five-foot-three
Speak of the legacy for short people around the world
Napoleonic bionic people who cause the world to twirl
Rip every stage with grace look right dead in they face
Live the Tribe principle of havin' impeccable taste
Enjoy that breath like that one was your last one left
If you don't believe me Tip there's truly life after death
So refer to the Biggie covers and shoutout my Trini brothers
And please check in on my mother
Malik Izaak call me shorty
Black they don't make thugs of this caliber
Spasmodic who kept up the buzz the whole calendar
Black used to sell drugs out the challenger
Spasmodic used to keep guns with the silencers
Black spasmodic