Big up, world
Where the beat be at?
People rhyming timin' flowing
All the raps be fat.

Everybody that be flowin'
Tells the whole world who's knowin,
We drop the beat styley
Downtown word to the man.

D*frost drops the bomb
So you can pick it up later,
Don't be late to fetch the plate
Just like a jungle alligator.

Yeah people say when they pay
The rhymes I spit are nonsense,
But if you want something better
Then pay seven pounds and fifty pence.

Fo shizz!

Da flow, da flow, da flow, uh uh, da flow.
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