Closed Session

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Closed Session

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[Intro: Evidence & (Babu) Yo, yo, Babs, close the door right there I see Phil (what up?), Defari, Planet Asia (that's right) We got spitters in here, man I got sixteen, you got sixteen (that's right) I'ma set up shop right here Yo, close that door, it's a closed session For our peoples right here (it's like that) Across the globe (ha-ha) Yo, Babu, set up shop right there It's Beat Junkies crew Show everybody how we do it It's closed session Yo, Sigel, put the mic up, c'mon, let's go "No question, from here on in, it's closed session" "No question, from here on in, it's closed session" "No question, from here on in, from here on In, from here on in, it's closed session" "No question, from here on in, it's closed session" "No question, from here on in, it's closed session" "No question, from here on in, it's closed session" "No question, from here on in, it's closed session" I kicked in the door like Biggie Waving a fo'-fo' with a black Laker beanie I pressed up on the PD Told 'em better play my shit and act like you happy to see me I'm Los Angeles' finest How many times I gotta say it? Fuck it, remind 'em I'm from the Likwit, know my pedigree It's hard work like my Uncle Bellamy, rest in peace I like my freedom so no felonies There's glory in going to jail? That's what you telling me? You sound stupid like a prophecy How can a man predict truth when he can't predict his next move? I keep it moving like a Rolex Hit the mini-meter long sleeve fo' X I need a doo-rag in USC burgundy I got a show and when I flow, oh yeah, they heard of me Here I am like Sanchez Don't give a damn, I'll be rhyming with my grandkids Shit, it's hip hop since the beginning And it's gon' be hip hop 'til the ending, please believe I'm certified like a doctor Except I'm off the Red Bull and that vodka just for the night I'm impresario and eloquent with every word Neighborhood watch, I bend corners every curb Danger, danger, the end is coming closer This wild west cat keeps Tabasco in his holster I got a lasso that loops over your shoulder And a dangerous crew like Too $hort, it's over To three hundred thousand cats, I'm back To the rest of the world, it's the greatest new jack I'm out for the city, back when it wasn't that pretty No autographs, only signing those walls doing graffiti I'ma sit up and laugh how I crept it Got a little respect, then did the unexpected Disappeared then came back reinvented From Venice, where cats got nines like Akademiks I'm Evidence, rather be your friend than foe Rather break bread than make dough and hating on the low Legacies built for those who can't admit to guilt And move on, it's our turn, it's our time, the deal is sealed Who knew Babu would come up with the track To make Evidence write up the raps? The cause, feel the agony to react, Dilated's on the map Planet Asia, Defari, Iriscience, we back Pistol packing backpack rap Stomp tracks all over your neighborhood so you can follow 'em back Dinosaur, used to be a Northridge matador 'Til the Alkaholiks took me on tour, sweating velours Sure as the sun'll rise, feel the rise of the occasion PlayStation, tours like vacations Y'all need ventilation when I start blazing The Amazing Spider-Man, would you taste it? Sticky like Peter Parker, my weed a little darker The Amsterdam whoopty bang with the magic marker Written by the ones that's spitting Bitten by the perpetrators and all the haters that watch and listen Give these niggas church Baptize they bitch ass in the earth like I'm cursed with the verse Searchlights still looking for me in the Crescent Heights That's right, still got a pair of them Hyperflights Nighty night, tuck rhymes to bed like nighty night Strong arm traps, throw these raps in the sacrifice Dishing it out, yeah, agony, spliff in the stout Dilated T, dick in your mouth, bitch! Ayo, white shirt, sleeves folded Fat monkey on the bitch bumpin my shit usage for promotion only Pretty Tony slick, witty with thoughts and shit is a sport Fifth with a blitty to torch, I'm zoning Strong arming on and on in like Four in the morning rolling my motivation, pacing these four corners This is my coronation, Planet Asia's upon us Honest, my Pérignon be the most honest Splash heat, flow half street, half Islamic And that's what I'm on and you can ask anybody I'll crash up in any party, actually nasty with shotties After me, never could there be another actually rhyming Mountain climbing these mics, we drop diamonds And stop time in these tracks, the actual fact is science Dilated violence, closed session I was diagnosed with the essence of lessons from the ancient giants I'm a mushroom cloud laying motherfucker like Jules Bang bang, blazing microphones like tools We straight playing suckers out like fools And turn clubs, even stadiums into night schools It's five-nine, full on wax It's one-eight-seven on rap, pop all over the map The whole bubble, heaven to hell then came back I spit a billion bars and never came wack, kid You fucking with a vet, and you should know better Gold medals and letters because I flow better I twist up and blaze your whole crew Then for munchies, slide down Pico de Mo' Better Ah, when Babs starts the drillin, you gon' catch the feeling We set the roof on fire and we test the ceiling Plus I test my skills with the illest Brazilians The world's a city of God, so God bless the children It's Rakaa, I do much more than talking I bring that chocolate thunder like Dale Dawkins I grew up watching my Lakers fight with Boston Hardcore Hagler and Hearns type of boxing Hustling out of mom's crib, had to stop it Peyton Belmont, you had to use caution Rhodium in Midtown swap meet shopping And fifteen eighty K, they hip hopping It's over It's over, man Over That's what I'm talking about Y'all can open the door up, let 'em back in "No question, from here on in, it's closed session" "No question, from here on in, it's closed session" "No question, from here on in, from here on In, from here on in, it's closed session" "No question, from here on in, it's closed session" "No question, from here on in, it's closed session" "No question, from here on in, it's closed session" "No question, from here on in, it's closed session" "No question, from here on in, it's closed session" "No question, from here on in, it's closed session" "No question, from here on in, it's closed session" "No question, from here on in, it's closed session" "No question, from here on in, it's closed session" "No question, from here on in, it's closed session"

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