Lyrics Boston, Ct, Philly - Jaysaun, Blacastan, Reef The Lost Cauze

Boston, Ct, Philly

Reppin' Boston
Special Teamz
I’m uninspired but I’m speaking through the wire
From the shots fired on any squad
Only one Special Teamz
Only one Demigodz
Only one Jaysaun, Reef, one Blacastan
Jameson and pickled juice
Guzzling a black and tan
You gotta keep your eye on
A legendary icon
Backspin on linoleum
Sprayin' a can of Krylon
I’m still doing graffiti
Since rabbit is on the TV
Vice grips changing the channel
I’m cramming to understand you
Recorded on your TV meth lab Breaking Bad
Shaving off the pubic hairs the only way to shake a crab
Niggas still bitter 'cause their music never panned out
Hated that you was stanned and hated more that I stand out
Used to have it planned out but now you got your hand out
Push everything you own in that shopping cart pan out
My therapist suspects I’m a terrorist
Pakistan, Middle East
Pack a jam for free drinks and half a gram nigga
Blacastan
I rep Demigodz
CT
I spit bars that strong enough to capsize the Titanic
I’m gigantic, rappers run frantic and panic
While I stand two feet planted in solid granite
The emperor, black, raw, regal, majestic
Never been tested
My local niggas who remain to be domestic
I hop planes abroad
We drink cock in your broad
I self lord and master
Doubts in your burning cross
All eye seeing
Niggas fleeing
When Blac’s emceeing
Effortlessly glide to the top
Cannibal drop
Cock it back and throw shots at your nought
Infectious rhymes nigga
I’m a virus in your laptop
Black top, Reebok pumps, '91 style
Deranged like serial killers that’s gone wild
I’m on trial for crimes committed when mic’s wilding
A thousand island with three or four dykes wilding
Postcards with long kites and send them my battalion niggas pics
Lost Cauze
City of Philly
Pharaoh clique
AOTP
I’m with the master builder
In the bean town back’s the killer
Blac' pass the L
Jay pass the liquor
So we can trash our livers
While we laughing niggas
Talking about they glass and triggers
When in fact you Scissor Sisters
I’m wicked spilling with the sickest temper
My team march with madness like the end of winter
Fuck your bracket we busting faggots
I clutch the ratchet you scumbag manservant
Make you dust my jacket and clean my Jordan 3's
My team a bunch of wild fat niggas
Yeah, we the new Disorderlies
I do this accordingly
While balls on sheet dicking down your girl
Oh yeah we put that whore to sleep
Who want war with Reef?
None of you dudes
Been asleep all winter now I’m coming for food
Throw your threes up
Philly niggas throw they heat up
They be there when you’re freed up
We G’d up from the feet up
Please believe us
Jaysaun
Blacastan
Lost Cause