Shawn Kemp

Why the wanna try and reach for the god They speaking bizarre My joestars tap jaws Dance on ya lawn Blast at ya squad Why they wanna act like they hard Snatch up ya charms Dislocate ya arms with a toss That's word to wes b My nestlé Crunch yo defeat I season the beef It's lunch time on wack emcees I throw it like brees Flash kick Who coming with me Stay home if you ain't bout it Watch the real Crowd around it I doubt it You never had that You could never grasp that I would hate ask that Swing it like a lumberjack I'm rolling thru ya dungeons like a plumber speed running Put up warren moon numbers I got ya Keep gunning Sonning these lil wannabes Who wanna be we They wanna be heat Wade and bosh but ain't no king Show em the ring Make sure they see how it bling I pedigree em with the melody The breathing never heavy Eleventh form when the sword swing A lil calm thing Take a minute to think Before you try and force things Don't ask for the alley When you is not a finisher Pride 4 lunch but this is pain 4 the dinner Let go Reignman come Reignman go Reignman come Reignman go Reignman come Reignman go Reignman come Reignman go