[Intro: Ill Biskits]
Yeah, yeah, let 'em know son
Word up, check this shit out
It's another funky technician shit
My man Lord Finesse representin' hits with Ill Biskits, ha!
What we gon' do? Just let you know
How it goes down in the '95
What's up baby, represent son, ha
[Verse 1: Kleph Dollaz]
Check it, now I'ma let you know my steelo
I never fake the funk when it comes to my flows
I'm nice with the mic, yes I'm pure to the essence
Lickin' blackened mouth styles when it comes to my sessions (Say what?)
'Cause I be doper than a killer grandma Yayo
You dealin' with the duo, you'll never catch me solo
My mouth runs on [?], I'm in it to win it
I'm whippin' in a Lex while your Pinto was rented
So try to catch the wild pitch of my vocals (Come on)
MC's couldn't see my rhymes with some bi-vocals
A-yo it's one for the honeys, ain't no two for the dough (Say what?)
It's three for the money can't forget about the dough
I'm catchin' loot when I troop, I'm deeper than the roots
So deep the bands [?] (Yo I'm just kiddin'), yo 'nough love
'Cause I'm above them gimmick, weak niggas in this game
Talkin' shit about they skills, they all sound the same
So digest this flow and I'ma let you know
I'm the host with the most, hailin' from the East Coast 'cause
[Chorus: Ill Biskits]
And I'ma let you know, we're doin' that freestyle of rap
And I'ma let you know, it's time for you to go (Yeah)
And I'ma let you know, we're doin' that freestyle of rap
And I'ma let you know, it's time for you to go (Yeah)
[Verse 2: Kleph Dollaz]
I got more lyrics than the village [?]
You never catch me cryin' on the mic like Jimmy Swagger
I just tag up skins while sippin' on some Gin
Stashin' my dividends, sharin' blunts with my friends
My gear stays on but you would catch me in some new kicks
Fuck Freein' Willy 'cause we need to free Slick Rick
And I'ma come rougher, all you niggas with no lyrics
My raps is outta control, you niggas can't steer it
So lay down your guns because it ain't worth the hassle (Uh-huh)
MC's couldn't fade me even if I was an asshole (Whoo)
I'm lampin' like Flavor Flav 'cause rhyme pays
Blow your whole flow away, try again another day 'cause
You gotta be true to earn props, I'm keepin' shit on lock
At representin' hip-hop, ''You don't stop''
Do the ''bang bang'' then I ''boogie''
Plus I rock the mic even though I am a rookie
I'm new to the game but I'm true to the game
So check me out yo, and I'ma let you know 'cause
[Chorus: Ill Biskits]
And I'ma let you know, we're doin' that freestyle of rap
And I'ma let you know, it's time for you to go (Yeah)
And I'ma let you know, we're doin' that freestyle of rap
And I'ma let you know, it's time for you to go (Yeah)
And I'ma let you know, we're doin' that freestyle of rap
And I'ma let you know, it's time for you to go (Yeah)
And I'ma let you know, we're doin' that freestyle of rap
And I'ma let you know, it's time for you to go (Yeah)
[Verse 3: Kleph Dollaz]
Now when I'm dipped in the P.O. - L.O., say hello
I bees the fly guy but I don't like sportin' ties
I'm high off the beats when they pumpin' through my headphones
I stay head strong when it comes to my microphone
I keep away from violence (Uh-huh), speakin' of our Shawty's (Whoo)
I'm more on the tip of pimpin' bitches like Scotty (Oh what?)
I mean, I put words together like Vanna
And keepin' ears open from Cali to Atlanta (Whoo)
From coast to coast, I push rhymes like a Stola
Got you hoppin' like hydraulics, I'm harder than a boulder
'Cause I'm about the wrecks, flippin' rhymes like acrobats
64 ounces to [?] and 20 sacks
So pause for a second, my recollection
Is that I got skills flowin' in the right direction
I mean correction 'cause I'm about perfection in my flow (Say what?)
So try to hang with me nigga, I'ma let you know 'cause
[Chorus: Ill Biskits]
And I'ma let you know, we're doin' that freestyle of rap
And I'ma let you know, it's time for you to go (Yeah)
And I'ma let you know, we're doin' that freestyle of rap
And I'ma let you know, it's time for you to go (Yeah)
And I'ma let you know, we're doin' that freestyle of rap
And I'ma let you know, it's time for you to go (Yeah)
And I'ma let you know, we're doin' that freestyle of rap
And I'ma let you know, it's time for you to go
[Outro: Ill Biskits]
Aaah, whoo
Yo, check the realness baby
Ha, check the realness baby!
Word, we keepin' it real right here...
