[pop da brown hornet]

Earth shatterin', there's no comparison

Your style embarrassing, stiffer than a mannequin

As for me, i keep the crowd ecstatic

Like they on the mess static, we train keep them blasted

They like that black bastard's a classic

Hip hop fans, i keep them pumped, like they on ameno acid

Charged like a bull, you push while i got pulled

I'm pop da brown bomber, who the fuck are you?

Nobody worth acknowledgin, that's why you stay anonymous

I stay in the spotlight, they declare i'm marvelous

Who am i to disagree, please them sexually

Love them mentally, he was meant to be

(when you gettin on?) eventually

Rappers from the 90's, they don't have nothing for me

Always talkin 'bout killin shit, how they do game

Comin m.c.'in, they ain't said a damn thing

Push them to the rear, somewhere near the exit

Grab the microphone, and then i kill it on some next shit

Make the homeless, crippled, anorexic

Wanna get butt naked in the club to my record



Chorus:

(i'm soooo...) anxious

(i'm soooo...) borough

Brown bomber is (soooo...)

Brother number one from out the fifth borough (baby)



[pop da brown hornet]

I'm steppin hotter this year, drape in new wear

If you feel like i feel, throw your hands in the air

Even better let me hear you go wu

Aight, now i know everything cool

It's the undaground emperor, so flippin on your crew

I'm over here, i'm with you lookin like a fool

What you want me to do? (i want to go out at them)

Is you crazy, is your brain gettin no oxygen

Has poppin 'em from shaolin, i don't mean to sound cowardly

I have no plans, i'm leavin him and his entourage alone

(all right, you then you gets none when you get home)

Come on playboy, don't even get grease

Came to have fun, we leave in one piece

With all your teeth, leave with no lingerin beef

Don't listen to her, her life is a blood

This is hip hop, we don't want no violence to a club

He had the heat a missin, like john forte

How grand puba 80's biggas don't play

We don't promote guns, rather promote buns

But if you cross my line, i'll just use my mind

I can't create, but can control the rhymes

So if i come for you career, please don't beg for mercy

One verse will be more deadly than your whole lp



Chorus



[pop da brown hornet]

I took time off, now they came on

Didn't think i'd get mine, i proved them all wrong

Lyrics to caught on, my voice is too strong

Fuck a freestyle, ma, i kill them in a song

I want there whole career, this is my year

Roll a blunt, crack a beer, i'm makin love to your ear

For sure, for sure, the mack is back

Without the platinum plaque, sippin on gnac

Puffin on the bat, thinkin that's a brat

Pop da brown bomber, hittin harder than lp's

Shatterin bombs, melt microphones

Rather alto, soprano, tenor or baritone

Forfeit, quit, the emperor has his own

The way things look i won't be overthrown

Anytime in the immediate future, i'll execute ya

It's the party booster, who's come ta

Raise the roof, a hundred percent proof

I'm about to get busy, leave the game dizzy

This a small dose, a' fuck up ya whole focus

It's been a while, since you heard a mc this ferocious

Here to bust ya bubble, ya ass is in trouble

Not even bryant gumble will find you under the rubble

Have you curled up, somewhere wantin to cuddle

Stuck like you just smoked a whole bundle

Askin yourself, "what the fuck has the world come to?"

Pop da brown, plus i rock non-stop, instrumental



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