[Intro: Spinz]
1992, the year of the spitter
Like, man, we got the blocks hot as shit (uh)
So they told us (yeah)
You got it on lock man?
You keep the spot hot?
You got stocks on your block? (haha)
We're Go Gettaz, man
[Hook: Spinz]
You got it on lock, we gotta go get it
You think you keep the spot hot, we go, go get it
You got stocks on your block, we go, go get it
We're Go Gettaz man, we go, g-go get it
You've got it on lock, yeah, we go get it
You think you keep the spot hot, naw, we go get it
You got stocks on your block, we go, go get it
We're Go Gettaz, man, we go, g-go get it
[Verse 1: Spinz]
Mastermind and loose, time changes as we speak
Weapons drawn, further rhythm got 'em shaking in they seats
Ox-City business, Spinz, Eric B on the beat like a cop patrol
And finish beats, looking for the trees
Self-made, international, critically acclaimed
From Sweden to Switzerland, they still speak the name
Everyday, all day
C.A. where we stay to the world where we play
This ain't caviar dreams and champagne wishes
This is long nights on the train and late-night missions
This is ridiculous rhyme-spitters, strictly poison
Laugh at the industry cats cause we annoy 'em
No time to explore it, hip hop's been annoyed
With some african drums and oils from your poetry
It bleeds through the very best part of me
Blessed by Kool Herc, Rakim and Cream
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Moskidzo]
The meanest of those bastards
My shit through your speakers you'll need a cleaning woman after
They call me a maniac driven by insanity
Spittin' flames 'till your earbuds burn up simultaneously
I'm pissed see, when the muse first kissed me
My mood switched and it turned into a youthful misdeed
It's magnificent, these words come so sickening and disturbing
I'm kicking twisted wicked verses so smooth and swiftly
No matter what I do, my goals to go get it
The ways I try to do it are mostly forbidden
This is how we do, listen close to No Limitz
I treat any beat like an enemy for four minutes
The lables told me that I should try to spit it soft
When my album drops I tear every Parental Advisory sticker off
Thoughts in my head, are they mad or brilliant?
Bass keeps thumping in a fragile building
[Hook]
1992, the year of the spitter
Like, man, we got the blocks hot as shit (uh)
So they told us (yeah)
You got it on lock man?
You keep the spot hot?
You got stocks on your block? (haha)
We're Go Gettaz, man
[Hook: Spinz]
You got it on lock, we gotta go get it
You think you keep the spot hot, we go, go get it
You got stocks on your block, we go, go get it
We're Go Gettaz man, we go, g-go get it
You've got it on lock, yeah, we go get it
You think you keep the spot hot, naw, we go get it
You got stocks on your block, we go, go get it
We're Go Gettaz, man, we go, g-go get it
[Verse 1: Spinz]
Mastermind and loose, time changes as we speak
Weapons drawn, further rhythm got 'em shaking in they seats
Ox-City business, Spinz, Eric B on the beat like a cop patrol
And finish beats, looking for the trees
Self-made, international, critically acclaimed
From Sweden to Switzerland, they still speak the name
Everyday, all day
C.A. where we stay to the world where we play
This ain't caviar dreams and champagne wishes
This is long nights on the train and late-night missions
This is ridiculous rhyme-spitters, strictly poison
Laugh at the industry cats cause we annoy 'em
No time to explore it, hip hop's been annoyed
With some african drums and oils from your poetry
It bleeds through the very best part of me
Blessed by Kool Herc, Rakim and Cream
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Moskidzo]
The meanest of those bastards
My shit through your speakers you'll need a cleaning woman after
They call me a maniac driven by insanity
Spittin' flames 'till your earbuds burn up simultaneously
I'm pissed see, when the muse first kissed me
My mood switched and it turned into a youthful misdeed
It's magnificent, these words come so sickening and disturbing
I'm kicking twisted wicked verses so smooth and swiftly
No matter what I do, my goals to go get it
The ways I try to do it are mostly forbidden
This is how we do, listen close to No Limitz
I treat any beat like an enemy for four minutes
The lables told me that I should try to spit it soft
When my album drops I tear every Parental Advisory sticker off
Thoughts in my head, are they mad or brilliant?
Bass keeps thumping in a fragile building
[Hook]
( Spinz )
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