Before this next verse I'd like to shout out to the group J-5 whose lyrics and beats help me bout!
Lyrics
Chorus: Oh my God, (the 202 Boyz), We're coming through, (with a krew of two), We're straight sick, (got big *cough),
Cause we're illll . . .
We don't pop pills, (we just chill), We bust mad flows, (Oh fo sho!), So don't compete, (we bring the heat),
Can't be beaaaaaatt
Howard with the mad flow . . . etc
