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da ruckus - 150 mc's lyrics
[hush]
yo, yo. its a hundred and fifty emcees. which one do you be? count em
i met a _redman_ in _camp lo_ named _mic geronimo_
he’d _busta rhyme_ anywhere, he was always on the go
he used to live in _champtown_, but moved to _slum village_
in a city motown that was run by _mike millich_
lived with _fat joe_, in _ras k-ss_’s corridor
who had a _crucial conflict_ with this man next door
on a _rampage_, against this kung fu gang
sensei _master p_, of shaolin’s _wu-tang_
he’d meditate with _cool j_’s, and phillies of _canibus_
practicin the grain style, and the praying mantis
increased his _eye-kyu_, studying the _five v’s_
and had more styles, than _mj has got g_’s, uhh
one time, he was confronted
and the neighboor told _da sensai_, he didn’t want it
the sensei asked him to choose his weapon
the a-_krs_, the _nine_ or the _mack 10_
he chose a shotgun, since he was from bucktown
as he blast a _buckshot_, the sensei, he ducked down
hit his _dogg’s nate_ _snoop_ and the _spice-one_ rack
the sensei didn’t even have a chance to blast back
eyes bloodshot and _puffy_, and got up like _scarface_
(pacino: “say h-llo to my little friend”)
lettin’ off a _dirty dozen_, now it’s a car chase
gunfight now turns to a deadly car ride
the sensei didn’t see _da brigade_, on _the pharcyde_
crashed his chevy, _kid capri_ head on, was thrown 20 feet
but he didn’t bet on
being scooped by _a tribe called quest_ and cared for
until his wounds healed, he then declared war
called up _jay and a, who both drove a z_
already wanted, for _jayo felonies_
and _missy elliot_, who also had a _case_
the judge will _punisher_, for sprayin’ illegal _mase_
a misdemeanor, but the judge was _kurupt_
she was caught with _pete rocks_, and never handcuffed
called up her uncle _luke_, whose _crew was 2 live_
they had some _peter gunz_, like the ones on true lies
and these two guys were snitches, all around town
kid who was _da brat_, and her sister _fox brown_
with only a few g’s, they met _nas at escobar_
_alkaholiks_ all around, with cristal and caviar
long island _ice-t’s_, with only one _ice cube_
they discussed the _kurtis blow_ and spot up like intertubes
they met some _geto boys_, who _run dmc_
_corporation_ and _dr. dre_, or was it _epmd_, who said “life is _too
$hort_we gotta think fast?”
_daz_ ’em with explosions, shots & tear gas
drink _e-40’s_ of _8-ball_ with _little ceasars_
down 180 proof rum, with bacardi breezers
_large professor_, who teaches cl-ss on _artifacts_
had plans to invade the _timbaland_, with rocketpacks
they go in crewed up, over the _cypress hill_
_outsidaz_ _mobb deep_, and everyone is just _chill
a _hush_ on the scene, all you heard was the cl!ck_
_organized konfusion_ was _ultramagnetic_
a _lady of rage_, that was cursed with _voodu!_
was stung by _cocoa b’s_, _outkast_ by _gurus_
a _goodie mob_ of _lost boyz_ _xzibit_ _mystikal_
broken _bone, thugs ‘n harmony_ is very critical
scalped lots of hair on _the roots_ of _40 thevz_
then write “_heltah skeltah_,” in blood from injuries
a _common_ sight, like _capone ‘n noreaga_
they bomb a fight, then sit alone with garsha vegas
when it was over, one seemed to never fall
he screamed out “fade em all!”
it was this kid named _jamal_
the sensai would _rakim_, and his man _eric b_
give him an _eminem_, and made him bow to one knee
this wasn’t _bizarre_, it was in his _nature_
so this would become the 37th chamber
it all started, over some _big daddy kane_
the sensei sold with _sl!ck rick’s_ brother _dana dane_
on east, _warren g’s_ supposed to be uncut
chopped with baking soda, crews went _beatnuts_
and caused a _ruckus_, against the _gang starr_
who tried to control _dmx_ blvd
it got back to _junior mafia_, who then got ill
and caused a drug trade to come to stand stills
see, in this industry, you can’t have anarchy
cause everyone wants their name on the _biz markee_
yo, some are long gone, will the gunshots cease?
_eazy e_, _2pac_, and _biggie smalls_, rest in peace
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