Classified, D-Sisive, Dan-e-o - Yuh Ded Now lyrics

T-Dot, we be comin' to blow the spot
Hal Town, we be comin' to break it down
D-Siggy-Sisive killin` It! Dan-e-o
Killin` It! Class killin It! Yuh Ded Now!

Hey yo, i had it up to here
With y'all weak ass rappers
T dot home of the original
Four eyed cau-casion assassin
It's time for some action
Forget the relaxin', throw your hands up
D-Sisive makin' it hot like Los Angeles
Snatch crowd reactions without even askin'
Amazing, ain't nobody ever gonna phase me
I've spit the ill shit since
The days of "JAC"
And that's word, I make kids run
To their base
Bang my shit from Len to "Dim Sum"
Switch up to Mastermind, 50, 49
It's D-Day, when that shit's done, rewi-i-ind
One love from Classified and my man Dan-e-o
They can't wait for greatest show
Anybody disagree, then y'all better lay low
T-Dot, Hal-town, Canada remain home!

T-Dot, we be comin' to blow the spot
Hal Town, we be comin' to break it down
D-Siggy-Sisive killin` It! Dan-e-o
Killin` It! Class killin It! Yuh Ded Now!

Yo, from T-Dot to Halifax
We rock with battle raps
Please stop your chatter black we
Seize spots and shatter cats
Freeze blocks and rattle cats, scatter jack
Matter fact I`ll visit any habitat you
Rappin' at and splatter that handle that
You best bring your best stuff bredren
Or look wacker than that
Black dude in S-Club-7
Got stress plus tension from these
People who be starin`
Always askin' for weed throwin'
Dap and steady swearin` they love my music
Only for the underground they carin'
But ask them if my CD`s
In that backpack they wearin`
Spare the keep it real talk
I`m killin` crews with chronicles
Been burnin' tracks long before
Downloading was possible
You geeks ain't logical
Now what chu hopin` for?
Hip-hop to stay dope and raw when
You never go to stores?
Fuck it, I'ma flow for sure
Even if you don`t support
I`ll survive longer than Kucha and Ogakor

T-Dot, we be comin' to blow the spot
Hal Town, we be comin' to break it down
D-Siggy-Sisive killin` It! Dan-e-o
Killin` It! Class killin It! Yuh Ded Now!

Eh, yo let me rep myself
Burnin' tracks TO to Scotia
Mom pissed 'cause I never grew
How I supposed ta
Rhyme flowa, used to catchin' cold shoulders
Now I'm spittin' vocals
Ridin' tracks like roller coasters
Come in to this game
Tryin' to prove that Class matters
Now I got these college kids who
Feel me more than backpackers
Still the same cash lacker, hat backwards
Backed by FACTOR
And still disposin' wack rappers
The track master, take you on and laugh after
Last chapter, now you finished wack bastard!
Gimme a mic son, had too many chances
Rappers come and go and I just
Gave you leave of absence
Takin' your finances
Spread it where it's needed
Now everybody in my crew is
Blazed up and weeded
I never regret what I say so leave it
Sayin' I'm commercial
How the fuck could you believe it?

T-Dot, we be comin' to blow the spot
Hal Town, we be comin' to break it down
D-Siggy-Sisive killin` It! Dan-e-o
Killin` It! Class killin It! Yuh Ded Now!