Da Youngsta's - Mad Props lyrics

[Scratch Hook] "How ya like me now? I'm getting busier" - LL Cool J 'Jack The Ripper' [Verse One] Ayo knock knock (open up) let me in, where's my pen? So I can freak it today, tomorrow see to the wind I be sly as a fox to get props, forget cops and any other type of pit stops And that'll have to be the way the ball bounce When I announce I'm a kilo and you're an ounce You can't step to this because I'm certified You better hide or it'll be a homicide It's Da Youngstas jacking ya better recognize to the fact That we can rip up any track Other crews talk but they don't want none They know they get done So now they on the run Ease up Oc I got the Glock, co*k Listen to me rock Cause down is how it's lock Cause we can go on and on till the clock stops And be out for mad props [Hook] {x4} Mad props is what I be out for Mad props as soon as I hit the door "How ya like me now? I'm getting busier" [Verse Two: Taj Mahal] Peep the technique, I'm no joke loc I'm so dope, you just awoke, I blow you out like smoke, n***a How could you figure that I'm a wack MC? But I'ma tell you right now that I'm the best MC On the mic when I strike at 12:00 a vampire Rap retire, I'm setting crews on fire So listen up to the rhymes I drop As I kick mad flavor from my verbal Glock I Shock the ground like volt of lightening It's frightening, the type of rhymes I be writing Exciting, when I pick up the mic and start reciting You take a hike like a Viking Taj Mahal Won't stall of fall Ready to brawl I'm solid like a brick wall So listen up to the words I say cause I spray (What?) Rhymes like an AK [Hook] [Verse Three: Q-Ball] I'm creeping while your sorry bu*t's sleeping Don't sweat the technique, I'm grim reaping 1-2, I'm coming for you, it's the Q To the 3-4, ayo kids lock your door So many brothers wanna act hard and dress mean To me yo, you ain't nothing but a drag queen, fiend Leaning with your little hard dream Well you can't rep because I'm rolling with my Philly team You wanna rumble? Well you can get crumble I didn't mumble What's wrong, now you're humble Mad props is what I be out for You won't score whenever Q-Ball gets raw I be seeing s**ers disappear in thin air Hiding there, duck here, jump there, one here, jump over there But I don't wanna 'em to leave I want 'em to see what's happening When I finish rapping similar to capping [Hook] [Outro] {DOPE fu*kING SCRATCHING K-DEF}