Cla**ified - Yuh Ded Now lyrics

[Chorus:] T-Dot Ee Be Comin To Blow The Spot Hal-Town We Be Comin To Break It Down D-Siggy-Sisive k**in' It! Dan-E-O k**in' It! Cla** k**in It! [Verse 1: D-Sisive] Yo, I've Had It Up To Here With Ya'll Weak-Ass Rappers T-Dot Home Of The Original Four-Eyed Cau-Casian Assa**in It's Time For Some Action, Forget The Relaxin' Throw Your Hands Up D-Sisive Makin It Hot Like Las Angeles Snatch Crowd Reactions Without Even Askin Amazing, Ain't Nobody Ever Gonna Phase Me I've Spit The Ill sh** Since The Days Of Jac And That Word, I Make Kids Run To They Ba** From Len To Dim Sum Switch Up To Mastermind, Fifteen Forty-Nine It's D-Day When That sh** Done Re-Wi-I-Ind One Love And Cla**ified, And My Man Dan-E-O And If Anybody Disagree, You'd Better Lay Low T-Dot, Hal-Town, Canada Remain Home! [Chorus] [Verse 2: Dan-E-O] Yo, From T-Dot To Halifax We Rock With Battle Raps Please Stop Your Chedda Black We Seize Spots And Chatta Cats Freeze Blocks And Rattle Cats, Scatter Jack Matter Fact I'll Visit Any Habitat You Rappin At And Splatter That Handle That, You Best Bring You Best ??? You'll Look Whacker Than That Black Dude In S-Club-7 Got Stress Plus Tension From These People Who Be Starin' Always Askin' For Weed Throwin' ??? That He Swearin' They Love My Music, Only For The Underground They Carin But Ask Them If My Cd's In That Backpack They Wearin' [?] I'm k**in' Crews With Chronicles Been Burnin' Tracks Long Before Downloading Was Possible You Need To Be Logical, Now What Cha Hopin' For? Hip Hop Just Stay Open, Raw When You Never Go To Stores? f** It, Ima Flow For Sure, Even If You Don't Support I'll Survive Longer Than Cuja And ??? [Chorus] [Verse 3: Cla**ified] Ayo, Let Me Rep Myself Burnin' Tracks To To Scotia Mom Pissed Cause I Never Grew How I S'posdea Rhyme Flower, Used To Catchin Cold Shoulders Now I'm Spitin' Vocals, Ridin Tracks Like Roller Coasters Come In To This Game, Try To Prove That Cla** Matters Now I Got These College Kids Feelin' Me More Than Backpackers Same The Cash-Lacker I Had Backwards Bad Boy Factor And Still Disposin Whack Rappers The Track Master, Take You On, Laugh After Last Chapter, Now You Finished Whack ba*tard Gimme Your Mic Son, Had Too Many Chances Rappers Come And Go And I Just Gave You Leave Of Absence Takin Your Finances, Spread It Where It's Needed Now Everybody In My Crew Is Blazed Up And Weeded I Never Regret What I Say So Leave It Sayin' I'm Commercial, How The f** Could You Believe It? [Chorus]