NIGHT HUNTING E

What, what? Yeah. Little Mel semi-automatic. Came with it. It's all about the rhymes. It's all about the rhymes. They say what? It's all about the rhymes. They say when this is played with I got A ghost count about three hundred and fifty-five Thousand. I create madness in different houses, Have 'em bouncing. Strictly street-based bouncing. I hit a mountaintop and let my voice drop Through the valley. Then ran through the streets, Get on alley, start a rap rally with MCs From here to Cali. The truth remains we're all born to really rally With a wide range of assortments. You really hold the court, let the shit off 'cause you're bored. This last Round, it's the final countdown. Three hundred and stumped and now ain't too many Around. Shut 'em down, ninety percent clowns get Pounds, complete waste of wax. Tryna represent they hometown, it's on now. Phony energies crushed and rude faces blushed. One time, it's all about the rhyme. Year after year. It's all good. It's all about the rhyme. Year after year. It's all good. It's all about the rhyme. Year year. It's good. It's about the rhyme. Year after year. It's all good. Since it's crucial that your rhyme game will suit It's cool if you don't like me, but don't Wake me from shoot you. 'Cause in this day and age, niggas into funny Things. if you suck, it doesn't matter if it's Twelve Gs. It's All About The rhymes.