Pray to the eastpray to the east…
Yeah
I got my man in the studio
One of the illest mc’s in the world
Rhyme inspector percee p
Kick some flavor for 94baby
Pray to the eastpray to the east
Before you fuck aroundniggapray to the east ( 2x )
[ percee p ]
Your skills lack while I’m still strapped
With real rapsand feel that I should kill wack
Niggas that peel caps and that ill crap
Bigger threat than you with your tec when I rip the set
Niggas get smoked like a cigaretteso hit the deck
Watch ya chinniggaho-chi-min when I rock my shit
When it comes to props I get lots of it
I can get madonnamoneyyour threats are minor
And bet you find your girl with a wet pijama
Drippin with my cassette behind her
Got more band trail than your hand’s sellin
Fans scalinjam railin like it’s van halen
Skills scored high on billboardsI kill frauds
Get real applausesteal broads’ hearts at will force
Hate a markskills lay a squadand pray to god
Don’t say a hard verse worse than a plate of lard
Percee p wanted for first degree
Murdersince you heard it first from meyou worshipped me
Fuckin threatyou heard nothin yet
No need for buckin tecsbut rappers to duck in fret or upper-jet
Mastered artyowhen I flow something drastic starts
Speed up a bastard’s heartgreat like jurassic park
I cut you up like a sharp machete blade
Swear to godonly card you can pull if it’s medicaid
Done with all this gun shitfuck who you run withson split
The only thing you shoot is your dickand it comes quick
[ maestro fresh wes ]
I’m like a bat outta hell tonightniggas compell to bite
I swell the mic when I likefatter than cellulite
I injure ears of engineerssendin em into cheers
Bringin my peers into tearsdon’t interfere
Critics know I pack a wicked blow
I put you in a clinicso forget it like riddick bowe
Niggago to hellI flow so well
Find another brother or mother or hoe to tell
Or a bro to jeal’how’s my jam gonna sell? very well
I send you back because you bring the wack
I’m into rapI interact with empty tracks
Locked inwack muthafuckas are blockin
The top 10 while the black radio jocks spin
The calmer vibethe modified
I like the harder sidejeffrey dahmer triedbut died
More words than a hour of scrabbleI got the power to battle
Skadaddle or get devoured like the tower of babel
Adversaries are snottysome compare me to gotti
I bury a bodythen carry a shotie
The maestro rips the psycho shit
Brain like a microchipand i’ma excite you with
The smoother rhythmsendin mad crews to prison
Who choose to listen while I use my u-4 missiles
Collectin the pesos from a stage show
Gettin fellatio from a h-o (why) because I say so
My ratio expands as I wreck lands
Makin def jams like redman and x clan
I’ma nail the genitalia from australia to somalia
Cause I’m smoothjust like a sailor
I damage em allbitches give me casual calls
I’m slammin and jammin and rammin they vaginal walls
Drums are fat over funky tracks
Like perce every verse could make your lung collapse
I’m extra-nicewho’s next to slice?
Before you step to micsniggacheck with christ
You better
Pray to the eastpray to the east
Before you fuck around nigga pray to the east…