f Clocka, Lounge Mode

[Intro: Clocka]
Uh! Make ya knees buckle nigga
I don't fuckin feel it
Clocka Dot and Angelou pull triggas with Reme-dy
(Yes we can can, yes we can can)
Yea, catch a kid, not
Speed one nigga
(Yes we can can, yes we can can)
(Yes we can can, yes we can can)

[Clocka]
Very strong word writer, chairmen of my pen
Don't waste no ink, regulated raw raps
Sound of New York City, firm legislature raps
For them niggas with gats who get busy
(Yes we can can, yes we can can)

[Lounge Mode]
Yo I'm posted with my Nike Flights
Money nice, crack bags are fatter than your wife's ass
Plus cash to move with, the outta town CREAM getter
Clear the scene spitter, doin things that I normally do

[Remedy]
Yo, we jump out the vans like SWAT on some "take what you got"
We on some real live Pillage shit and flee from the spot
It's the Remedy like it or not
Yo you rappers are my enemy, I hope you die and you rot
(Yes he can can)

[Lounge Mode]
For all you bitch mothafuckas want beef, so come and take mine
Come and test me, I hold my fort down and feel questly
Live from the Killa Hill jets, ain't nothin changed
From Protect Ya Neck , now I'm doin shows with Inspectah Deck

[Clocka]
I got professional dancehall status than the average
Known to Tear Da Club Up , 16 shot semi-automatic
Let go through metro politics
Left big holes and shit, blood on ya outfit

[Remedy]
Turn up the bass, check out my melody and doubt it's the God
I'm lettin knowledge be born and my name's the R
E-M-E-D-Y sent from a-far, a Wu Killa Bee on a 6-sided star
Yes we can can

[Chorus 2X: Lounge Mode]
Everythin is love