IntroChorus: Blue Raspberry



When I first stepped on the scene niggaz was petrified

Jet back to the lab like they were being chased by homicide

My rap flow does you like Tical and it will never steer you wrong

And all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry

your careers won't be lasting long



Chorus



Verse One:



Check it I'm the fuckin man who they mention

Notice that other niggaz rap styles is bogus

Doo-doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo

Blazin, the stuff that ignites stimulation

Inside ya, cuz I be that house over water

forgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon

adventure, niggaz need to touch they freakin picture

For the sickness, that be spreadin with the quickness

Remedies, cousin I be doin on my enemies

Penalty, then I drink forties to they memories

Emotion, rushin through your down street vicinity

Blunt smoke, in the air reveals my identity



(Tical.... tical... ti-cal, ti-cal...)

As I keep it movin, we keep it movin uh

Keep it movin, and keep it movin uh

Keep it movin baby we be movin uh

Keep it movin, we keep it huh RHARHHH

What's that rhythm what's that sound

Party people getting down

When it hit the baddest man

Just release, yo delf!!



Verse Two:



My God, somebody said it's on, if it isn't I'll be set

To blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death

I bring it to his whole damn fam, understand

If he frontin, on any man down with the Clan

I be comin, for the headpiece you can't cope

For my brother, I bring it to the Pope, word to mother

Serial, killa, style from Big Isle

No Stat, my peoples are you with me where you at?

Shit's gettin deep in here, I mean thic