Big Perce, keepin it hot

Raw heat, cause a nigga gotta eat

It ain't funny when a nigga gotta get money

A nigga still doin this cause we hungry

Step into the spot, ladies drop it like it's hot

Reppin the block, make the brothers pop their knots

It ain't funny when a nigga gotta get money

A nigga still doin this cause we hungry





Copycats is done when tracks are done and my style of rap is sung

At the maximum, it collapse your lungs

I'm dead up, nigga batter up, you outta luck

I scatter ducks with shit that'll fuck yo' head up

Figure you fuckin with-a, bigger nigga, that'll rip-ya

That nigga switch your tone now sit your butt down and get the picture

I'm capable to scrape your crew

Put it on pay per view to make a few mill' an estate or two

You hurt up, or get smashed, quick fast if your shit's trash

You better skip past because I kick ass, word up

Splash it, burnin bastards like sulphuric acid

My jurassic classic styles are just mastered to crash ya

Don't push a Beemer, a Montero through my borough too thorough

Come through the ghetto get blasted like Hiroshima~!

The underrated one that made it, guns are traded

for my style cause they leave lungs deflated

Percee P rap is worship me they idol

Takin titles with vital rappers sided since nursery jeweler

Zoological ya, can accumulate what's in my medulla

Your molecular structure ruptured with tumors









What I state's a blessing, can't make a session, tape the lesson

Scrape the best and give 'em hard times like the Great Depression

Adversaries bring your crew I do vary stingers

Leave every finger broke like guests on Jerry Springer when I write

Hit you like, Ripple, hard like your wife nipple, chocolate icicles

Fisher Price fit you when those on the mic switch you

Believe me you see me up like I'm a graffiti

Artist hot as Tahiti, rapper tail the streets of Cabrini (are dimes near?)

I step up like you climb stairs if the sign's clear, all lines here

Get across East to West like shuttles at Times Square

Turf BX, strong kids leave they borns with birth defects

Uhh, mics fell from my delivery of soliloquoys

I'm deadly as killer bees but more iller G, got you feelin me like braille

The ebony, one that's ever thee branded never need melodies

Cleverly I drop bombs heavenly like I'm Lebanese

Cop and tap, overseas shockin Japs, I'm toppin that

Whack shit you poppin blunt droppin wraps the heads as tight as stocking caps

I hit thighs and rip guys, clones bit my, styles to get by

Gimmicks limited thoughts and resort to get hotter than lah

See what? You versus me? Go first G

Disperse B, you like Hershey's mixed with Percee P nuts



"AWW YEAH~! Aight..."