Bay-Bronx Bridge (Tom C Three Remix)

Bay-Bronx Bridge (KutMasta Kurt Remix) - Kutmasta Kurt/Masters Of Illusion

This goes out to my man Ced Gee

TR Love Moe Love yeah

I bing brass like a fifteen inch subwoofer

Rattle the attic collect from another ******

Hook off like a boxer in the ring off

Air will probably rat you out for the sting off

You iced like a rapper in the video

Remove your sihlouette now you lookin silly though

I turn like a many faced racist

Praise the lord and study as an aethiest

I'm massive like an outstretched polar bear

Rappers they feel me girls think I'm teddy bear

She holds me and hugs me links to drama that she loves me

Rough ball playin' like rugby

I wanted her ugly needed her ugly treated her ugly

Look she's very very ugly

Sexin' her ugly callin' her ugly send her back ugly

For you black MC's

Who's gettin' that deez nuts star struck

On the uppity up chicks cluckety cluck

I vanish like ounces out the bottle

You blemish like a bohemic model

I tarnish like a warn out athlete

Bring it back to freestylin' on the corner street

Skills you ain't got 'em like a newborn

Muse the park on the ride like the matterhorn

Now catch me Jeep out Grand Cherokee

Hit the highway and you stare at me

Livin like Earl Earl that's yo

Life and time of a scientist

Buggin' stance like a praying mantis

Showing size mentally gigantic best mechanic

When I rock within' iraq you can't deal

Reel to reel your girl is on the birth control pill

Open 'em up d**en 'em up

Catch it like a cold until I pour soap in your cup

It's nice and slice he's rollin' the dice he's chasin the mice

And leavin no price shows for the broads in tights

It's right price he's pound for pound and down

Check it check it check it like Man tronix

Hydraulics supersonics

Ain't that boring ebonics girls up on it

You know you want it like K E I T H

Spellbound K double O L

Move the crowd swell battle anybody in a tight little cell

They all light in the *** real frail backslasher

Keith is on the stereo grand imperial

Funk material take you to the burial

Keith is wheelin' what more can I do

Booin' your crew off the stage and find a big wayback

Look at you fumble look at you stop look at you flop

Look at your jam look at your clan rhymin' on a sequin' stop

Your fakin and takin' and eatin' the pork and bacon

And shakin' and hatin' and waitin and outside

Standin' around lookin' around

Man you know it's true

Blockin' you out droppin' you out stoppin' you out

No cop in the house we came here tonight with bacardi

You can't stop me you you you

Kurt is on the Mp and and and