NY 2 Shanghai

Drunken Tiger

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    Tasha:
    A yo
    To my people that are livin' in Seoul
    Everybody up in Tokyo
    All the people up in China, go
    Why oh, why ay

    Micki:
    I keep it fresh like an F.O.B.
    Better than you'll ever be
    My recipe to cook an emcee lyrically
    My speciality
    Eventually I'll reach another level of perfection
    For now I'm maxin' out like body builders bench
    pressin'
    But a lot of cats embarrassed cuz they're shit just
    ain't impressive
    Talkin' all that shit until they in a cipher session
    Yo, the stage is like a locker room
    You scared to get undressed and sweatin' in the corner
    Cuase you got a set of bitch tits
    Talkin' shit like you protected by some cats that'll
    start blastin'
    But they woudn't back your ass up if juvenile asked
    them
    We go no need for the gats, the automatics, the guns,
    Still, I got some people double my age callin' me
    "hyeong" [big brother]
    For what I done, I get respected
    Never lose direction
    Micki optical, intoxicated, visual perception
    Throw your jab, get intercepted
    Got your nugget shook up
    X-ray lacin' the beat and Baby-T bringin' the hook

    Tasha:
    A yo
    To my people that are livin' in Seoul
    Everybody up in Tokyo
    All the people up in China, go
    Why oh, why ay
    Everybody up in Brooklyn say,
    "Drunken Tiger rockin' every day"
    When we up in Californi-a
    Why ay, why oh

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    JK:
    Yo!
    AKA quantum physical anatomy
    No salary, my only power be connecting words into a
    strategy
    But still they wanna battle me and lock me up and
    challenge me
    I never lost a battle
    Only thing I lost was calories and minerals
    Push up to build the physical
    Criminal knowledge makes a lyrical scholar invincible
    You try that shit again, my people riot, burning
    buildings
    Take that serious
    JK don't stand for just kidding

    DJ Shine:
    Who wants to step up and microphone check ya
    Vital signs at flatline
    Just got clapped by baby nines
    No wonder you's on the ground gaspin' for breath
    Playin' chess with death
    Now ya fate is checkmate
    Your last date with destiny
    Now you dead like Prez
    Snitch on your family, get a bullet to the head
    Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
    I got soldiers on deck from NY to Shanghai

    Tasha:
    A yo
    From Manilla to the Philippine, oh
    Everybody up in Puerto Rico
    Gettin' lovin' everywhere that we go
    Why oh, why ay
    My people in Hawaii they say,
    "Drunken Tiger gotta bring it this way"
    Around the world we hittin' every state
    Why oh, why ay
    Everybody up in Brooklyn say,
    "Drunken Tiger rockin' every day"
    When we up in Californi-a
    Why ay, why oh
    My people in Hawaii they say,
    "Drunken Tiger gotta bring it this way"
    Around the world we hittin' every state
    Why oh, why ay
    Everybody up in Brooklyn say,
    "Drunken Tiger rockin' every day"
    When we up in Californi-a
    Why ay, why oh

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