* - slick rick. + - doug e. fresh. @- both Oh my god. *excuse me doug e. fresh. +yes. *have you ever seen a show when fellow on the mic. Wit one million rhymes and don't come out right. They
slid And I rule wid, still shoot wid my two, kid. Ain't no way on Earth to faze Rick, the man plays with wit. Eras-ed the man amazin' the bassin'. Border him, all on ya albums slaughterin' Better spin
Check, check, check, check, check, check. Yeah, they say that Rick, Rick is You're all garbage that type talk, I'm on. Dumb one becomin' glad, the great one walks among. Whisperin', couple, I
