Tash - Bermuda Triangle lyrics

Uh-huh, ahh I feel like it's time for a new n***a And I feel like that n***a should be me Hello boys and girls! My name is CaTASHtrophe Peep my slide out Check it out it goes SLIDE, SLIDE, SLIPPEDY SLIDE I'm here to give y'all n***as a NEW dick to ride Cause Tash is like the flyest n***a standin on the planet I pimped the beat so tough I had to slap it back-handed A single-handed, thought that's how I planned it I didn't leave my group it's just time we all expanded Tash made an atom bomb, disguised it as my solo Now all the D.C. n***as bump my sh** instead of go-go Whattup loco? It's Tash on the micro Xzibit hold it down with the rifle, what? Standin on the Eiffel droppin pennies, cause Tash ain't friendly They tried to pay to shut me up, but they knot too skinny And, gimme mines, that's my ninety-eight motto Can't walk around the city lookin rahlo So if y'all n***as follow I lead, let's smoke this weed Put away your guns punk so we can ALL get keyed "Who's the man" (sample echoes) "My man T-A-S-H" -] Mos Def (repeat 3X) "With that West coast rhymin" "My man T-A-S-H with styles glory great" -] Mos Def So to the pimps players hustlers high rollers dead pres folders Better hold on to your funds, while this Alkie mic control it Takin over, CaTASHtrophe he rollin like a boulder Like Master P told ya, you a soldier; I'm posted Like a vulture on a branch on a hunt for grands My circumstance, I went from snow ball to avalanche And now Tash is the n***a that all the hoes chose My style is hella flashy like Busta Rhymes clothes I'm All-Pro, the top selection for elections Sneaking guns on the plane with no detection With no recollection, of how the f** I got this deal But now I got the motherf**er so it's on for real! "Who's the man" (sample echoes) "My man T-A-S-H" -] Mos Def (repeat 3X) "With that West coast rhymin" "My man T-A-S-H with styles glory great" -] Mos Def My style is odd, like a gift from God That's why I hold more microphones than Ahmad Rashad But it's time you know my name so tell the DJ to loop it Grab a pad and pen, write it down if you stupid! I break it down for major weighter, CaTASH'll fade ya You just a waiter I'm a caped crusader But I didn't come to save ya all I came to do is chill Scoop y'all n***as hoes and take some 40's to the grill I pops a pill, but all it was was Golden Seals No need to go to Blueberry Hill, to get y'all thrills Just fly directly over the Bermuda Triangle Where I'm runnin rappers over in a Ninety-Eight Durango, like that "Who's the man" (sample echoes) "My man T-A-S-H" -] Mos Def (repeat 3X) "With that West coast rhymin" "My man T-A-S-H with styles glory great" -] Mos Def