Freestyle ? - Masta Ace Incorporated

Aw yeah, aw yeah

It’s just an I.N.C.

thing, ya know

For now and forever

For the 9 everything

Lord Digga in the house

DJ Lord Kasim, Cella Dwellas ya know

This ain’t off the top of the head but it’s still a freestyle for those that

don’t know the real meaning

Check it out…

One time for your mental zone, I’m prone

To wreck this microphone, leave me alone

I’m in my own world, watch your girl

I get juice like Jheri curl, mix styles like swirl

I handle, like Pearl but it’s mics I grip

Yikes I rip, no one gets hype like I get

I rock when I skate roll and bounce, so get down

I wrecks boys to men from every H town

Watch as I pound and give MC’s the shakes

Flakes, I make more noise than car brakes

So vroom vroom as I zoom and shift gears and blaze

Amaze, and break down styles like Hyundais

So praise, this here rap skills is tight

My shit’s thick like shakes from Castle White

No switch that

And put the Castle last as I wrassle past

Weak rappers that’s more flammable than gas

So roll him around

Roll him around, roll him around

I’m holding 'em down

My lyrics grow from the ground

Until it’s gigantic, don’t panic

I’m botanic like the garden, I’m starting

To get a green thumb, and I seen some

Try to get fly like roaches from Texas

But why?

Would you want to flam and get foul like ham

Damn

Digga did you see that Grand Am?

I never seen no kit like that

Shit like that is lethal

Thems my kind of people

Dig it while I rip it

Check it while I wreck it

That’s what we’s about to do

I never heard a sound played so heavy and so clear

Oh yeah I swear this is my year to tear

And just uh, get the best of, the rest of

Wack MC’s that talk more shit than Esther

You’re crazy like Compton and Brownsville

And the sounds will wax that ass and pound still

This is the thunder from up under

The power, I tower

And get mad busy like rush hour

Niggas know my lyrical history

It’s no mystery so I want this to be understood

I burn more than Chuck D in Hollywood

And I probably should, say what I want to say

Call me benchwarmer cause nigga I don’t play

When it come to bass, I explode the planet

Dammit

And then jack more sons than Janet

Anytime, anyplace I burn like perm

Germ

I’m damaging domes like ringworm

I rip mics from Jordan, Tyson, to Irvin

Bolton to Keaton, Jackson I’m serving

Suckers like a waiter

So they betta play the side

And I’m deep like the dish in your rims

And that’s the ride

It’s like that kids