Conant Gardens

Where we come from is a place we call Conant Gardens
 (Motown) We getting shit started
 If you every hear us say Magnet-net-net
 It's going down like that range rover
 When ladies see you they get the love hang over
 Day or a night if you wanna stay over
 You better have the will to bend over and take
 Off your clothes in time
 Conqueror, come back to give some of that old
 Pictual, actual, factual. Let Mac'll bring you the raw
 With gigantic flow that my people come to love
 Azurite, get down with it
 Can't fathom these brothers fantastic
 Uh, I heard cry when I dip that ass in some plastic
 How could you master, you deal with rappin' bastards
 Because you asked us if we could bring you fashions
 Fascists, because we turn this rap shit into something tragic
 I didn't wanna have to put you in some action
 Uh, I know you asked but did you really wanna have it?
 See, I cause havoc like a loaded automatic
 Blow!
 How do you like me now nigga, you know my style say word
 I'm from the city where we know for slayin' pounds of herb
 Getting dough is a must, and it's the money making its
 Yo, the never faking its creating shit that's taking your hoe
 After the show you know I
 I step up in the place
 Mind Is not strong enough, to hold me back
 The tools you lack, the skills you deal
 Lyrics to kill, cars to deal
 Cops to peel, image too real!
 Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it
 Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come, on
 Do it, do it, do it, come on, come on, do it do it
 Back again from the bank baby, common my chain
 Chains for most of these cats probably cop my rings
 Quick, fast, and always got a way to get cash
 Whiplash is what you get when you mashing the gas
 If you ask, you might catch me
 On my rental
 Won't catch me in tinted windows
 Might catch me
 Or various instrumentals and yo
 Got a whole crew and my crew is monumental and yo
 You need to lo and behold these innuendos
 Its just the fine talk
 Mac'll come with tracks, you relaxe-d
 My rhyme is universal like a elastic-uh
 I hope you feel me like you feel your past-or
 What do you?
 And you so used to bab-bl-ing? Cause we mas-tered this rap shit
 Pockets get madder cause its hitting so imma-culate
 You like the way it goes down when S attacks-it
 It will get tragic when the S is on the mission...
 Aagain
 So listen! Relax, take a seat in the place
 Its livin! Living up to expectations and still
 Rippin! With rhymes and filling the chrome
 Dippin! Cruising the neighborhood is just local
 Pimpin!
 As for my memory, we were meant to be
 I am the soul Melchizedk, from the D
 Role of the world, ever see, who got the Key
 Its gonna take a master, yo, yo, the S, S
 Where we come from is a place we call Conant Gardens
 Motown, we getting shit started
 We don't stop, no we don't quit
 We just do it, do it, do it, do it do it
 Come on, come on, come on, come on