Neighbahood Sickness

Now look me in my eyes and tell me what you see [A.G.]
The neighbahood sickness (You know my ************t is hot)
So bear witness (Repeat 2x ) [Party Arty]
Yo! You step to me with a style thats good, miss
Battle me around, ******* when
Im finished they say 'Oh my goodness!'
I grab the jack and shank the ******* with a knife
The last ******* that fought me ended up fighting for his life
WHAT? Im quick to leave a ******* comatose
Im putting *******s to rest from the
East or the
West Coast
A crazy mother******* if youve never seen one
Always pack the heat and
I sleep with a machine gun
Now you know you cant see this
Where I come from, many die, youll get crucified like
Jesus Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Seventeen in the clip, so ******* put your ************ in the dirt [A.G.]
The best that ever did it, so back up and maintain
I manifest who
I be on your chest just like a name chain
They think they know of me because of my poetry
You think youre nice, right?
Then grab the mic and try to flow with me
Its a shakedown, no ends when
Im in town
Wear my fake smiles since
I put them corny
Tims down
I was still cool when it comes to the lyrical
You want to get physical?
Thats a Goodfella ritual
Get with you?
Yeah, I can get with ya
Step to me ,
A.G., its got to be for my signature [Party Arty]
Yo, you know my style, gimme yours since
I got mines
Step up and getdone with a gun, call the crack line
I get the nappy heads blowing
I get wreck with a
Tec under my
Woolridge, when its snowy
Ayo, I gots to keep it real,
G I get crazy, so please dont please me, ******* chill,
B Im running wild like a gang from
L.A. Telling 'Dont think, give me your link and your Pelle Pelle' [A.G.]
Look me in my eyes and tell me what you see [Party Arty]
I see the
A to the G-
I (Rolling with)
Show B-I (Repeat 2x) [A.G.]
Its the A to the
G so dont sleep
My second
LP and Im in too deep
Always keep a low so you know
Im going to creep
Always had to rumble in the jungles of the concrete
Now a ******* try to set it?
Hell regret it
If hes the crowd favorite, then hell just get upsetted
Brothers have a fit when
I get into my ************t
Today, tomorrow, hollow fever order it
Im the nicest, like almighty
Isis You want my flow?
No, its priceless
Got to set it,
G, to let em know my pedigree
If your skills aint rap, then perhaps you should let it be [Party Arty]
Yo, Im not
Cypress Hill but
Im still insane
I come with this ruggedness that be ******g with your brain
* ******s always talking about how hot they are
But I got that boom bap, orginal rap like the
KRS-One The 64' wrecking team is killing crews ******* around and get broke down like syllables Its Party Arty and the ******* that youve heardof Son, my rhymes are like Tech 9s, my techniques are murder, what? [A.G.] Im strange, deranged, mentally disturbed A lunatic thats soon to flip on any ******* (Word) Chill in my rest 24 -7, no less Dont test cause Im so def (Oh yes) My brothers keeper with the flow like Aretha Like the Grim Reaper, my murder weapon is a speaker If a sucker steps hell get ate up Cash for the blast, Im smoking White Owls straight up And Im a leave it on that note ******* T, L.D., and Wally World pass the smoke [A.G.] Look us in our eyes and tell us what you see [Party Arty] Some real brothers from the gutter, thats word to mother (Repeat 4x)