freestyle joint

(featuring Clayvosie Debonaire Fresh Kid Ice JT Money)
Intro: Luke
Awwwwwwwww ****! Ha ha yeah! Luke Records in the **********in
House we gon freestyle this thing for the 1993 yo yo ....
Clayvosie in the **********in house!
Home Team in the mother **********in house!
J T a Money money Poi son Clan in the **********in house!
*Aak!* Fresh Kid Ice in the **********in house!
Fre sh Kid Ice in the **********in, house,
*ak!*, Clay-vo-sie, just get on the mike and do what ya like!
Verse 1: Clayvosie
Vosie gettin busy in **********in 93
Freakin all the hoes and gettin plenty *****
So when it comes to hoes you call me Mr. Peepin Tom
When youre home alone you might wanna gimme some
Then here I go creepin in your window
Bend that ass over and Ima **** you like a dirty hoe
You know Im pimpin all hoes in the 90s
The only place I want a ***** to stand is behind me
Cause Im cool like that, with my big-ass gat,
And my sawed-off pump in the back
For any ***** with beef in their ****in teeth,
Wanna be like a player but you cant compete
So I be **** in hoes, and ****in up *****s
And still gettin paid, so watch me get bigger
Brand new, on the scene with my ***** Luke
> From the bottom, *****s, so what you wanna do?
Chorus(4x):
('Lets take it to the stage, sucka!')
Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice
Out of Chinatown, *****eson the ****
And Im just rappin to a Kid Ice flick
From a plate of rice to a pot of gumbo
Ill eat ya ass up cause its time to rumble
Cause your * **** is on the **** cause of who I am
The Fresh Kid Ice, the Chinaman
Comin from the bottom, straight to the top
Comin clean and housin your spot
Hoes, they love me cause they say Im crazy
Since Im runnin round town, pluckin them daisies
Whip ya whole ass when I **** her
Cause Id rather a ***** wholl kneel down and pucker
Luke put me down, and I come off
Since I ****ed your hoe, Ima piss you off
**** with Chinaman, and you die
When my black bag open, gunshots run wild!
Chorus
Verse 3: Debonaire
Well hey yo, Im catchin wreck
Chillin by the projects, money got the high-techs
Goin till the break odawn, never see bed
Get red when I said, got gats plus the (???)
Flip-time, better parlay in front o me
Im goin out and showin out shots from the uzi
Once again Im here to buck the fate talk game
Magazines get picked like shirt to bloodstains
Ima serve heat to the c****s who forget theyself
Im steppin back from the crowd and then its on
I got the hand-skills for the county kid big man
So, money-grip, better chill with the ill
Its the Beatstreet, not the same Jay (?)
Home Team boogie down in the house and it's on
And ya dont stop, punk crews cant top this
Bad lands in the house (?) Im out to rock it, Beatstreet!
Chorus
Interval: Luke
Yo , it aint nothin but a lil freestyle thing to do! Home Team boogie in
The house, Clayvosie, Clayvosie, Fresh Kid Ice, twice as nice, yo, check
This out - Mike Fresh on the beats, Eddie mix on the mix, yours truly,
Just swervin and curvin this thing. Yo, JT Money - tell these *****s
bout some of that Rufftown Behavior!
Verse 4: JT Money
Time to rip, money-grip, a ***** tired of waitin
Pass the mic like Marino, Ill catch it like Mark Clayton
Yeah, its that *****,
JT in effect, and my ****s gotten a lil bigger
So Im talkin more **** in the Nine-Tre
**** the police, cause ******** **in crime pays
Peace to them hoes that suck ****
If you dont, go get hit by a truck, *****!
I kicks the raw ****, not the flaw ****
Pull out my 4-5th, *****s hit the floor quick
Peace to Ram and my main man U-Y
If I could sing I would shooby-dooby -doo
While I might be rippin, nobody else is rippin
Peace to the homies, **** them *****s that be trippin
Poison Clan *****s in the house, dont **** around
Peace! Im out, comin from Rufftown, *****!
ChorusThanks to thudord