Bahamadia Special Forces Lyrics

Special Forces Lyrics

[Bahamadia] 
Poems stay calm, approachin it 
They be flop and over it  
Back on my feet just like I`m `posed to get (Yeah!) 
Livin up, I tell it y`all totin chicks 
You ain`t really hot, you just image and politics 
The total type, y`all duplicates and male affiliates 
Soundin the silliest, doin renditions of hits like Al Yankovic 
I never been, kept it in suspense like a scene outta Scream legacy 
Like Marcia Jones, I`m reppin for queens 
Doin royal things, lock em down for offspring 
Whole team be a bunch of backpackers and mic fiends 
We all first string, spittin them jewels that bling bling 
And when I hit mainstream, y`all niggas can bite me 
 
*Cuts by DJ Revolution* 
"Live and direct" [Kool G Rap] "Yeah" 
"We takin over 
"Live and direct" "Yeah" 
"We move like the special forces, green beret" [Prodigy] 
"Live and direct" "Yeah" 
"That`s the reason why none of  y`all can`t compete" [Big Daddy Kane] 
 
[Planet Asia] 
Aiyyo these is ghetto-bound scripts 
For pseudo MC`s to breathe off of 
I vaporize tracks like mentalyptis with active ingredients 
Comin straight from the Yardie 
My click rolls thicker than the Black Panther party 
Up next for Generation X 
Most of these rap cats is barely fresh 
And when they carry me, they gon` bury me wit a mic on my chest 
Wit a wide crowd lookin  
But for now, these mic minerals is Ital cookings 
Gettin seasoned on, we carry blades of various shapes 
For the crates and CD`s, and those still married to tapes 
Bahama-d up in the spot wit Cali Agents and Chops 
For all you big shots that thought you had this rap game locked 
 
[Rasco] 
Man forget about it 
Whenever we got beef, ingga we spit about it 
Get in the stands and swing hands 
You better change the plans, it`s not goin down like that 
You in this game wit some serious cats 
Perhaps we could adapt to those that spit flows 
Keepin them on they toes 
Hopin it don`t come to blows 
Cuz if it come to that then we layin em flat 
I hit these niggas so hard you think I`m sprayin a gat 
We at, these MC`s never smokin the trees 
I think on the blink off some serious drinks 
Fresh dipped wit some serious links, we make cash 
Put my foot on the gas and smooth rip a nigga`s as* 
 
"Live and direct" "Yeah" "We takin over" 
"Live and direct" "Yeah" 
"We move like the special forces, green beret" 
"Live and direct" "Yeah" 
"My troops roll up wit a strange force" [Nas] 
 
[Chops] 
Chops pedigree, heavily drop rock readily 
Hip hop peep sleep brevely 
Call form assembly 
Genetically, neither ivory nor ebony 
Rather imbalanced chemically, talents are tendencies 
Towards supremecy, ask not like John Kennedy 
Who made your as* hot, remember me 
See the cause of the blaze  
Lost in the maze, Frankie Beverly 
While you dab your face wit the hankie tenderly 
Intricately weed, the steady medley 
Along wit these 3 MC`s, combine rhymes to the end degree 
Flows overload your sensory, so you can thank me regretfully 
With ease, can breathe from these procedures 
Leave a blank in your memory what! 
 
"Live and direct" "Yeah" 2x 
"We move like the special forces, green beret" 
"Live and direct" "Yeah" 2x 
"None of y`all can`t compete" 
"Live and direct" "Yeah" 2x 
"None of y`all can`t compete" 
"Live and direct"