Mexicano 777, Tonedeff, WristGang BA - Bums in the Alley lyrics

[Mexicano 777, Tonedeff, WristGang BA - Bums in the Alley lyrics]

-Yo check it out I just
Found a fucken microphone no you didn't!
I found a mic in the garbage can!
I want to be the MC! I'm the MC!
Ok I'm gonna introduce then
I'm a introduce then
Ladies and gentlemen BA
Tonedeff and Mexicano

I run with men of fifty nations
Overwhelmed with patience lived
For confrontations
Engaging every operation formation
Ain't no safe haven straight lacing
BA ex abbreviation for rap suffocation
Blow a fuse and won't lose
Stay on top of New York
Like Buffalo and Syracuse
(Mexicano 777 Speaking)
Now what the hell is wrong with you?
I thought you were going to sing
The blues or something like that
Excuse me ladies and gentlemen
I'm going to present right now Tonedeff

I'll bust your muscle structure
When we're at war like Capulets and Montagues
So, next time you'll need Jerry
Lewis to sponsor you
Want to throw lines? I'll rock a few
Step down or I'll be shooting you up
Quicker than even Amadou Diallo knew
My flow disintegrates you like you're soluble
You've got the range of
Short amputated golfers
Minus the follow-through
Since you're responsible for all
Your dead grammar
I'll draw a period on your head
And get to the point with a sledgehammer

What the fuck
Motherfucker I thought you were
Going to sing the song of Perry Comoz
Fuck you BA come here - I need a drink

Hey yo BA the biggest thing since Hercules
Strapped with uncertainties
Strong minds overcome the worst adversities
Went from big wheels in nurseries
To ML's 320 Mercedes
Doubled everything but change the names
Like Ford and Mercury i left a deadly letter
Legibly can see conformably
What's become of me a short summary?
Of the good the bad and the ugly

Para, para, para
Pero que es lo que estos hijo
De la gran puta se creen, estos charlatanes
Now what the fuck y'all think?
Y'all motherfuckers can't sing for shit

I put a hole two holes three holes
Who's next who goes I'll steal the show
Next up blows that those who don't know
That I'm crazier than the devil
I put it on the table but
The nigga just a pebble
That makes me the master

Esperate, wait a minute right now
Motherfucker, motherfucker
I thought that you were coming in spanish
A pues esta bien

Quien quiere guerra, yo te doy la guerra
Para que tu no comas mierda
Otro hijo de puta que ha nacido en mi tierra
Puertorriqueno, soy la leyenda
Mas valorosa que una piedra
De diamante tira palante
El cantante de los cantantes
Viene haciendo escante
Un Pedro Infante, Jorge Nergrete
Disputando mis platinos y fumando al garete
Quien quiere fuete

I don't give a fuck if your name is
Mexicano or Tonedeff or BA or AB
Ya better show me more
Than this motherfuckers
Hey let the microphone go right
Now give me the mic!

I'm coming up with an immaculate
Syllabic attack and it's incredibly accurate
Enemy niggas can't even attack it
With any kinetic attachments
And the fact is, I'm bending your back, bitch
Im spinning a web, like I'm 20 arachnids
And I trap kids
In the minute of limited time
That be ending the matches
Whack your fucking planet off
It's heavenly access your style's holy
But, you need some leather
To cover the patches access denied, declined
Nothing's as treacherous as the
Messages we find
Whenever you be kind and rewind
You-You-You (backwards) , You fucking biters you
Better believe that I can do
Pharoahe Monch's styles too
I'll defile you, with my style, shoot
I wear it like my skin tone
But, you rap like a schizophrenic
Bimbo with Tourrette's syndrome

Yo, yo yo my turn, my turn i need this mic
I'll make it hard to keep track of my days
If need be you count the sun rays
Seven nights seven days
Incubate six degrees separate the ways
Permenate resurficent blaze the place
Nurse my cash yo till I can raise the stakes
Left a black rose to trace just
Enough to change the pace
Stay in pace with the amazing grace
After and during each take fire escapes
Hold me down for peep sake
I'll keep my paper laced in any
Case fakes race for pearly gates

Dame aca puneta ahora si que me
Toca ami, olvidate de eso, sueltalo
Hay se tiraron un pedo estos cabrones
Yo! me tiro un pedo
Me remeneo me pongo flaco como un fideo
No digas fo que no fui yo fue uno
De esos dos que se lo tiro
Quiero que sepas que cuando tu
Quieras to doy la pelea
Y donde tu quieras las cosas
Bien feas sete remeneas

I personally like when people give you
Microphones out of the random in the streets
I like to find them in the garbage in shit
I'll tell you something right now
I'll give you a shoe and a
Bag of beans for that mic
I've got two clean socks and I'll give
It to you for that cardboard box
Clean socks? You haven't seen two clean
Socks in about three years
I haven't taken a bath in six months!
I haven't washed my as in fourteen weeks!
Fourteen weeks!
Motherfucker I'm beating all ya motherfuckers
I've got eighteen months
Without bathing motherfuckers
Let's just shut up and
Drink these motherfucken forties
Let's just drink on - give me
That! Pour some out man!
What the fuck! Damn boy pour some out, shit

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