Sadat X - 7XL lyrics

Grand Pub'.. Scaramanga Shallah.. Sadat X Bout to hit this, word up [Grand Puba] Once the Grand spread his stuff, pockets fluff like Jiffy Puff "Inside Stuff," Ahmad Rashad know I keep it rough Blazin for the two-cen' and after black Once I spit the half to that, shorties form a line at the welcome mat Godly ways and action be fo' yo' satisfaction Chicks feel me like attraction, move shoes like Foot Action Justice Cipher Born be to leave the mic torn Rhyme flow vibrates and k** flow like radiation You know the deally, watch me flip it on the really Once the God begin to bomb it, all beware Haji comet Plain and simple, I shine like a iced out Presidential Gold fronts be the dental as I smack you in the mental Deadly flows that I use'll bust a vein in your temple I go back like a rental He Allah Justice Islam for the fam Got no problems to hit you all with the plan Chorus: Sir Menelik (repeat 2X) 7XL, the Gods live well, cash clientele Checks out the mail, sippin Guinness while Flippin bidness well, in a tailor made whip Accelerate, make papes while we marinate [Sir Menelik] With mad game I kick the King Verbal, God Wisdom Cypher Seven Twenty built two circles, it's no fabrication Chicks with bricks, catch the sensation Spectacular interaction, my raps capture your fascination Still I maintain finesse, explain in text, train the best Troopers usin telekinetic prophetic maneuvers To gain blessin, Puba, Sir Menelik, Sadat a**emble The rock tight, collaboration One physical j**el formed to the fill the manifest, dest' Jehovah's Knight, give the devils stressed out Spark up remarkably, live palatial, gems glacial Ladies stay in my facial labels pay to keep me laced Sports the short fade, paid suede soft bu*ter Avirex Turbotron don intellect, mental flex connects aspects Got cream like NASDAQ, so to competition don't be abstract The Extra Large mack reacts Chorus [Sadat X] Her black panties up the antes which was well spent on There was cash bent on for p**n, latex worn It's on, sting like a thorn in the morn' for self-guilt And think about the a** you kilt From one stone, great cities was built We're terrorists with a twist, Menelik, you must know this! The Brand Nubian name, will live long in the annals of fame And if she say she don't get down well that's game She ran the same sh** yesterday with bird from what I heard Over on Eighth Ave or up at the Tomb What's a n***a to a**ume, if you lead me to the room? It ain't all cool, I'll still wild and pee in the pool Then cap a fool from a thing that was in high school I'm international, pa**port, onslaught with flyer mouths The red lights of Amsterdam, exotic chicks from Surinam Haha, Great X Chorus [Menelik] 7XL *echoes*