Lyrics
intro
Verse 1 (Dr Jekyle)
(South Cakalakyz), where im at if u ask me/
its salvdor mothafucka, just ain't any emcee/
reign supreme, i can only shine on this CD/
u gonna love my shit, cuz im just like KC/
cuz my taste can only be a masterpiece/
mass release my technique, u better then me? please,/
rip ya legs and arms off, beat u in a battery/
oh u didn't know i mastered thee' anat-omy/
u katz are ass-to-me, i hate question'n mcs/
if u handin me a bunch of motha fuckin Y's,
Then u mos definitely are catchin Z'z from me/
ain't no reasoning, rip you so easil-y/
best believe i say wut i mean so leisurely/
put down all ya damn mics, and please just leave/
recognize its salvdor, and 40oz on tha beat/
ugh thatz it yo
Hook
South Cakalaky'z, home to me/
Chillin In Tha Cut, Wit 40 O Z/
Bitches U Know, u fuckin wit me/
Thatz riiiight/
(yeah thatz right)
South Cakalaky'z, Where' It Be/
Smokin on A Blunt, wit 40 O Z/
All Of U bitches, are comin wit me/
Thatz riiiiiight/
(yeah thatz right)
Verse 2 (Mr Hyde)
Yeah, thats right,(wut?) Im a Hell ridah, cruizin tonight/
takin tha fight to u, fuck it i'll take ya mic/
ohh its so right, keep it writeous look into my eyes bitch/
kill u in a pass life, (shh) tell me do u see tha light/
i don't got money, so i dont' talk about ice/
but that means im tha type to slit ya throat wit a knife/
fuck greyhound, this a free trip to christ/
this is tha time of ya life, ain't i so jolly nice/
next time i rhyme santa clause'll sue for copyright/
im tha finest rhymist, don't even try kid/
south carolinaz on tha map, this is my shit/
u can't deny this, flow with perfect timing/
and im set to allign tha lines to tramatize,/
ya mind, Salvdor motha fucka u can't steal my shine/
wait... this is Mine, all i really need is my mic/
and i'll make it devine, but i'll be please to introduce u to..
Dr. Jekyle, and Mr Hyde.........
Hook
South Cakalaky'z, home to me/
Chillin In Tha Cut, Wit 40 O Z/
Bitches U Know, u fuckin wit me/
Thatz riiiight/
South Cakalaky'z, Where' It Be/
Smokin on A Blunt, wit 40 O Z/
All Of U bitches, are comin wit me/
Thatz riiiiiight/
Talkin (Scratchin)
Hook
South Cakalaky'z, home to me/
Chillin In Tha Cut, Wit 40 O Z/
Bitches U Know, u fuckin wit me/
Thatz riiiight/
South Cakalaky'z, Where' It Be/
Smokin on A Blunt, wit 40 O Z/
All Of U bitches, are comin wit me/
Thatz riiiiiight/
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