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"NY Finest 2"
A lady jada and Underground King Collaboration


  Underground King:

Wat's good Jadakiss?

  lady jada:

chillin...dealin wit dis bitch called life

  Underground King:

I feel you. You know that NY finest shit was poppin so you know we got to hit em again but harder

  lady jada:

chea! hit em off real quick...we all know ya flow iz sikk

  Underground King:

iight bet, but i'm spitting it off a beat this time



King once again, o so incredible
licking shots off like they edible
no crown on my head, just a gold bandanna
no apes on my side, but got a clip of bananas
I claim shit like repo knocks
got addicts on line wit rocs like free throw shots
I'm strapped, wit tools
one gat, one Uz
last nigga tried me, he turned Jay-z blue
before when freestyles became my commodity
I used put the metal to domes like lobotomies
got dead presidents, money ain't an object
no Elmer's glue but I'm needed in the projects
goonies in the building, no sudden movements
a cough can get you embalming fluid
got ya whore, door-to-door, each and every corridor
from NY to Cali and back to Flor-I-dor


  lady jada:

I got that crack you stay feenin for

I spit a little N u come bak tweakin cause you needin more

I switched my shyt up to base N u said u need da raw

Then I switched da shyt to powder you said you need a straw

New York's finest...wat you compete'in for?

U fake da funk N get slumped N have a wired jaw

Damn...now I got a court case

you talkin shyt like u slick and got ya brainz on ya north face

NY iz da illest N da niggas are da realest

and nevermind how da flow iz mean

But some Niggas b frontin on some OD

Lyin when they kno dey neva pumped DRO till

dey heard shoulda lean

I'm wat u was waitin for

fuck spittin metaphors

I got dat real shyt dat you can't find a

headin for..........................E-Z

  Underground King:



Damn!!!! I feel you, but since it's NY Finest 2, I got to drop another verse. But I got to use this beat cuz it's bananas. So without hesitation, let's spit that shit

one time for me one time for the sick Miss
I be King she be Ms. Kiss
I make it snow try to cancel Christmas
if you got dat coco money call swiss miss
ladies, i'm their one and only interest
born wit pimpin, pimpin call me Memphis
Damn right, I am the ruler
I don't think they know who the ruler really is
It's King, I am the ruler
hood 101, I'm here to school ya
niggas transvestites, they here to fool ya
but I have em jumpin through hoops like a hula
my dick too long, don't touch the ruler
ladies can't contain themselves when I maneuver
always make them COMe like peeps from Cuba
I bring em hell like Rell but don't forget the Ruger
I knock blocks off, keep talkin shit
pint away from being blood but ya shot away from a crypt
Truf, Nilla, Softly Spoken, and Jadakiss
I can't can't can't forget Xperience
Untied Streets, I am the group owner
fuck wit my peeps, you'll need a donor
shot outs to everybody
if you need to find me
i'm in the 63.........1
I'm the best under the sun
the nigga who was taught never to run
the nigga didn't cuz these niggas is buns
so soft one jab he'll cough up his lung
back in the trap I was the one who slung
no job cuz I saw all the money it brung
got my wrists rocky and my jewelry hung
no pleas cuz it made the jury hung
kiss, kiss, it's me and kiss
one punchline and everyone is dismissed
he say, she say, King and Kiss
are two of the best to run this shit
but me, I be, the one and only
homie birthed from the dirty streets
sweet sweeper C - Section, manhole protected
life chose me and gave me an erection
see, see, born hard like G's
fuck wit me and you will see
Blood, guts, coroner trucks
opposite touch, nuns, sluts
grave, ditch, good night Kiss,
I need another verse
I just put them to sleep, you drive the hearse
and show these niggas what else you got in ya purse
boy I don't who yall be
But imma sure thing like Al B.
nuts like chipmunks, call em Alvie
cha - ching, i'm bout my green like Algae
N.W.A, but not from Cali
NY everyday like LL C
Like C.I.A, can't disenvow me
pass it to Kiss for that alley
oop


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Date Submitted: May 14, 2007 (08:05 AM)
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  Quite
07/23/09 (12:22 AM) 
ok lol not bad i like

  Nikkz iZ DONE....
06/13/07 (06:18 PM) 
WHAAAAAAAAATTT!!!!!!!...Ahh man...dayumz yall...that shiit was BANiiNiiZ!!!!!...fa real tho on tha fa realness, yall crashed thiis shiit

  ghettopoetic15
05/27/07 (01:17 PM) 
HOT COLLABO I LOVED DA WAY DIS FLOWED 10 STARS YALL DID THA DAMN THANG

  Da'Mon aka D-N...
05/19/07 (08:28 PM) 
DAMN...NY in da motherfuckin house so everybody stand up...damn yall dis was hot...King man dis shit was bumpin it was like i could hear it in my head...and jada girl you did it up on dis one...hell i can spit some N too...lol...but hands down dis shit is an automatic 10...

  REALKISSES
05/14/07 (09:47 AM) 
hott collab u twou u both flowed nice and underground u killed it at the edn boy 10 stars

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