It's Workin' (feat. Rottin Razkals) (Explicit)

It's workin' It's workin'

Party people if you're ready to rock let me hear you scream

I play for keeps sidewalks and streets we reign and we pop and daily

Routine sweeps

It's the fanatic can't kick the habit so there you have it I'm a

Addict

When I'm near the mike I gots to grab it

Rip the system to shreds grab

The braids in my head

Everybody get lifted remember the rhyme said This is your introduction

To the new episode

With the Double I countin' down to explode

Naughty kicked in the door here come 235 more livin' rotten to the

Core

It's workin' It's workin'

Party people if you're ready to rock let me hear you scream

Everybody to the right cause all I got left is my flow

I'm floatin' with Boogie Beat fishin' in a record ocean Uh oh I guess

It's going' down not now right now

So I got down with the git down for Illtown figure it's the fine

Fanny

I miss my mammy

And you could ask my uncle Randy I'm grateful for my granny nanny

That's

My mother's mammy Two little brothers with different fathers but we're

Still family

Forget how rough I had it let's see how smooth it gets Cuz I might

Wind

Up doing that same old cruddy s**t

Like clockin' sellin' rocks in my neighborhood Back cockin'

Buckshottin' your a*s is shot

It's workin' It's workin'

Party people if you're ready to rock let me hear you scream

Can you chill a can can you spill a can

Can you kill a can I know I can

I know I can I know I can can an American a Republican ****ing with this

African can from this klan land I know

I can It's a war wick wick wick

Wack that's Dionne Dionne should have predicted her quick trip and

Stayed

Cool like ****in' freon Or get frozen for eons and beyond bein' the

Unbelievable bastard I be Well believe that s**t's some be on Settle the

Score check Melba needs Moore since now she poor looks to get richer by

Puttin' rap up in the picture I'll fix ya backwards blindfold step

KLICKOW' Your a*s like Calvin so butts get kicked now forgive the enemy

Be

A friend of me you teach but forgivin' ain't seem my music crushed in

The

Streets preach love practice hate break tapes and chatterin' Streaks on

Your structure Stain your whole establishment let's get specific style

That's horrorific twisted plus terrific with a tongue that's terroristic

We'll lift it then shift it brandish the biscuit finish you nitwit

Cancel

Christmas won't stop this slick s**t

It's workin' It's workin'

Party people if you're ready to rock let me hear you scream

Time to fuse it up I'm loose a nut

Watch crews get cut bring it to my

Illtown grounds and lose your butts but what is the matter matter

Of fact I don't wanna hear you talk so close your trap

Suckers get interslit like splinters for the winter see Dolores sucka

Truck I shoula told you Large Marge sent her two chocolates away from

Being sloppy in bunches with no lunches step with the punches and try

Some

Butt crunches get your hands clappin front and the back and keep a cool

Head for all my swingers packin attackin' back in the mother****in'

House

Done travelled a milion miles and I'm still kickin' styles back smack

That

A*s back now how's about that you feel about as s**tty as a baby's

Unwiped a*s crack I'll crack a bat dead on the back black and leave you

Layin' there flat as a flapjack

We ain't friends to the end I blasted Chuckie after this instead of beef

You'll be givin me chicken at Kentucky lackin' lucky so worlds fear

These

And there'll be no more you Ooh ooh like no world's series

Never a fad and madder than mad and radical rude rottin' rascal kid man

What's happenin' check the skills on the real it's best to chill don't

Be

Caught in the down the hill ordeal it's ill

Man this ****is deep huh I'm goin' deep undercover like a muh****er

Way

Beneath the sheets full blows get thrown to the upper dome and continue

To

Go on until you're up and gone

When we spot a block knock no tellin' where the rest will go hustle with

My

Friends straight ballin' like testicles bowlin for dollars rollin' for

Hours rappers the pin strike is my friend they be took out in groups of

Ten

Scoopin' change you'll be like Who's that group again on the ground

With no sound with just boots and chins yeah and ya don't stop just

Check out us Illtown n***az rock