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Written & Produced by: Tonedeff
©1999 QN5 Music (ASCAP)

Have a cup of coffee, sit back and open up your mind/
Now this type of rhyme was designed to keep writers above the line/
Cause I'll guide us above the swine, and keep the gate up for traitors/
While beats cater to cut-creators and fader operators/
From Decatur to Kendall, the terminator to pencils and pens/
More to the P than the Rentals were friends/
But that be dated like them leaders of cheers be under beers/
I've contracted calendars to number your years/
I put pressure on motherfuckers like 300 lb. Peers/
Like a captain on blank pages, I'm steering clear/
Whether weather's ever severe, I'll bring ya to mass with the classics/
Stopping the wack shit just like naked bitches in traffic/
I'm graphic by design, Illustrated like sports without the swimwear/
Between her wet thighs is where your bitch be feeling my chin hair/
You know I had to go there cause I've been there/
I'll Spice your Girl up, that's what I really really want/
Now, we can talk coffee like Linda Richman/
I'll fold your style, and I'll switch then, take your picture just like I'm Pitman/
Throw in Danny Glover to Crispin, it's all related/
Sank-a titanic crew now their records be inundated/
It's all correlated, everything that I've stated/
I speed up Metabolisms while you be decaffeinated/
Known for leaving ya satiated, I'm delegated/
Representatives in my House ain't thirsty cause I'm Irrigated/
Niggas get irritated, Hate it when I'm elated/
They're pained cause I pull em down more than windows get shaded/
Cause they've evaded the sun and concentrated on the gun/
But if I crack em open-if they're see through, I'll breeze through/
Adversaries that's even tinted. I've got a penance for pennants/
So if you dirty seconds, I'ma clean a minute/
Even though, I'd cream the senate, I still don't PUFF laws/
Or blow out judiciary committees within the city/
And I'm pretty confident, that with these pronouns and consonants/
I'll rapture the heavens and all the seven global continents/
And I'm in this, Breaking up the plates just like some Greeks in Pangea/
Even if they're dubs for the clubs/
And I'm off a level that I even out on my own/
But, I've been known to take it over the top, like Stallone/
So, when the road be getting Rocky and I'm hanging from cliffs/
I'm locking out the daylight, and then I hit 'em with this/
I keep it on and on and, you, it don't stop/
You'd better protect your 7-UP because I'm blowing up the spot/
So, I keep it bubbling, so da niggas'll know the half between the boring and me/
It's cause I got the pep, see?
If these kids is rhyming 'bout Coke, then I'ma keep my Tab on 'em/
They can't Dye-it Right, that's why all of the skags want 'em/
I'm icing more niggas at their peaks than a mountain do/
Maintenance at the Fontainebleau's all they're amounting to/
Rip ya to bits for the sake of counting you, leave ya wound in two/
Bounding your throat and make guesstimations about the sound of you/
Doggin', but never hounding you, that's just too easy/
That threatening style of rhyme never appeased me/
So I prefer to squeeze the/
Last drop out of metaphors and similes Like they was a squeegee/
I've got more game than E3, I never saw E.T/
But you I still phone home- Don't fuck around within the Tonedeff zone/
Because you bound to get your whole set thrown, Hoes get stoned/
I'll repossess your shit and then your clothes get loaned/
Cause no army can salvage you when you push me/
I'd lay you out Quick, but that's a bigger turn off than bushy pussy/
So, I spread the fly vibe like eagles with butterknives/
Now you can dissect that line, and three definitions you'll find/
With some repetitions and time, you're bound to catch on/
But those who don't are getting beat by the beast like Gaston/
And lyrically that's the beauty of it… I pull back heads like Pez/
Cause I was hand-picked by Juan Valdez/
Not the number, but the name you call, and I'll be coming when/
You need another cup of joe from the Cuban/Colombian.


from Hyphen, released August 15, 2001
Written & Produced by: Tonedeff
©1999 QN5 Music (ASCAP)


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