Come check us out

We're two stereo bean poles.

You say that you don't know

but your Pinocchio nose grows

were wanton juxtaposers

any style that you like.

And it goes right into the mix,

when we style on the Mic.

We're analytical,

aint that political

And Yo, we step up to the mic,

subject to ridicule

were meticulous,

ain't that ridiculous

Were in all 7 feet

were mobydickulous.



Yeah! Yeah!

(718)

Come on!

Yeah! Yeah!

(718)

Yeah! Yeah!

(718)

People live in 212,

now live in 718



Yeah! Yeah!

(718)

Come on!

Yeah! Yeah!

(718)

Yeah! Yeah!

(718)

People live in 212,

now live in 718



Well it's the high stepping kid

from the 514

but now Brooklyn is the borough

when I step out my door.

We be All-City champions

from Boogy down to Staten.

Full throttle

on the bottle

like the genie in Aladdin.

Alive get live

inside this life of curious,

as I sing a song that soon

must leave you all delirious.

A hallucinogenic

my phonetics

get frenetic when I said it

my hyperbole is hyper,

my energy kinetic.



Yeah! Yeah!

(718)

Come on!

Yeah! Yeah!

(718)

Yeah! Yeah!

(718)

People live in 212,

now live in 718



Yeah! Yeah!

(718)

Come on!

Yeah! Yeah!

(718)

Yeah! Yeah!

(718)

People live in 212,

now live in 718



Im a creature,

of my surroundings,

or more likely of the creatures

that surround me.

I live in rats and roaches

swallowed whole like Jonus.

I spent my rent so I road train coaches

Across the bridges to emigrate

from 212

to 718.-acap