Droppin Gramma (Nick Wiz Mix) [Clean Mix]

Lyrics

Main One ft. O.C. - "Droppin Gramma (Nick Wiz Mix)" [Emcee(s): Main One and O.C.] [Producer(s): Nick Wiz] [Intro: Main One] Main One, what? O.C.  How we get down? [Hook: Main One and (O.C.)] Can we gets down? No doubt, (no question).  This is how We do, coming through on your section.  (Can we get down?) (No doubt), no question.  (This is how) (We do, coming through on your section) [Verse 1: Main One] Yo, yo, yo Your style's pussy like Sunshine. I tie that ass In a knot like yoga class in no time I love it how you cowards sweat it, and if You cowards want beef, I got the A.1., so come with it I set that ass up like a blind date, so skate 'cause you And your entourage ain't got it in you, so don't move fake I stretch 'em out like a gym first and last and treat 'em Like Siamese twins, split their wack ass in half I flip wigs like Regine on Living Single and shatter Your whole persona from the drama that I bring you (That I bring you) I welcome all to my arena (My arena) Shoot up your career like Selena with the nine-heater I hold it down like paperweights, you can't escape. The minute You fake or move, I pull the tool and let it bake. Main One [Hook: Main One and (O.C.)] (Can we get down?) (No doubt), no question. (This is how) (We do, coming through on your section). Can we gets down? No doubt, (no question). This is how We do, coming through on your section [Verse 2: O.C.] My lyrical tendencies expand all the way To Japan, even Italians in Sicily My rhymes enter your enzymes Multiply my intellect by yours ten times Who thought O-Period-C-Period was in effect no more? Managed to stay afloat, so, therefore, your Assumption was a sigh of relief. The chief Who never leave his Indians in times of grief bust it You got a bird's-eye view of me, for an album Of change didn't sell, though my presence still remain Some say my shit was too intense for the average Mindstate to take in, but, with O, that's what you're facing Fuck that. Ain't gonna tone my shit down for No man. You can be bigger than the Barbarian Conan Or Crimson Dynamo or Destroyer Benign evil. Rhymes schemes are cock-diesel, this be Foreplay before the actual orgasmic Climax to masses with strategies and passes Tongue lashes, O-Zone is my home Figure to shine like white gold flooded with stones Fans maintain, you'll have a lot to gain And watch Main One, son, bring the fucking pain [Hook: Main One and (O.C.)] Can we gets down? No doubt, (no question). This is how We do, coming through on your section. (Can we get down?) (No doubt), no question. (This is how) (We do, coming through on your section). Can we gets down? No doubt, (no question) [Verse 3: Main One] My tracks be banging like a whorehouse, and no doubt That if you fake jacks, I'm running all up in your mouth I break emcees up like divorce course, so step forth You better recognize, acknowledge the fact that I comes off I'm representing my Boricuas to the death of me So get it through your head like John F. Kennedy, don't step to me Indeed, I bring it all the time like condoms to the telly You heads ain't ready to go to war or hold the burner steady So you and yours should step aboard and try to step off 'Cause I'ma wear 'em backwards like they're down with fucking crisscross (Crisscross) You couldn't come off if you masturbated. Stop hating 'Cause I intend to make it complicated. Stop faking Main One is not the one—you know the fade 'cause when Me and you face off, I'll leave 'em dead like… [Hook: Main One and (O.C.)] (x2) (Can we get down?) (No doubt), no question. (This is how) (We do, coming through on your section). Can we gets down? No doubt, (no question). This is how We do, coming through on your section