Deadly Combo - Reef The Lost Cauze

From the backstreets of Philly to the world abroad

I know you heard the call of the hardest bars

Spit raw, split jaws over pitfalls, get gone, it’s Lost

Young grimy most likely to dry heave on anyone who despise me

That’s why Reef keep these mics right beside me

Cauze otherwise motherfuckers die

Other guys try to rhyme, none come close

I smoke your mind then I focus mine, leave you holding my balls

My dick is like a shark’s fin

Shit ripped apart when I start stomping

Like this was a mosh pit I am top dog

You are not shit, you know who get this locked bitch

Glock spit, leave you in the hospice

Shot and shocked and scarred

I told them brothers run up, bodyslam like Hogan brother

Who let’s go nigga, it’s no holds barred

Michael Vicking these dudes, you move, you lose

I swear I’m there if you prepare for none, spared the the whole nine yards

And if that’s not enough my rap game is tough

And I ain’t twenty-one yet, are you having fun yet?

Oh my God

Gun clap, I come at, niggas where your blunts at?

Nigga pass me that, puff that, don’t make me raise my voice

And get my boys to chicka chicka blow

Word on the street was you’d eat Reef

Fuck, what you putting in your reefer?

You’s a dreamer, please get your head out the clouds

I’m too raw for you, too hardcore

The Lord himself will strike you

For testing his disciple, bitch bow down

On one knee, palms raised to the Heavens

I was raised to raise weapons and blaze in your direction

So how you like me now?

Kool Moe Dee shit

You know me kid, too?

seeming

Soap in sock and beating you like homie the clown

Bobo or Krusty, your flow’s rusty

The boy is husky, young and high-strung

And when I bug a track slow down

As I ram I knock you off any block you stand on

If you think you can handle the Cauze you damn wrong

You’re about as improtant to the game as Keith Van Horn

On and I’m hands on all around the world it’s the same song

Trying to get my name strong

Bounce niggas back and forth like ping pong

Forrest Gumping these niggas, gun dumping on a nigga

Now you running like a lizard, I slither right across your face

I ate this kid like a baby back rib

When I make em flip like gymnastics

I be on the bad shit when I’m smashing you niggas

Want action?

Give me a call

If you really that hard, if you really that raw

Then hand me a bra with these hands and these claws

When your upping comes I’m the nigga you’ll get nothing from

Number one, uno, dos, and tres

Smoke a eight of grape and when the fumes escape

Then doomed your fate, niggas ain’t ready man

Who debating the way I demonstrate?

How I penetrate mics till they menstruate

Break your bones so they won’t bend straight, fuck it

Beat you with your crutches, puff dutches

Twist more trees than tornadoes, leave you red as tomatoes

Or tomahtoes, my motto is that tomorrow is near

I’m here in the now, you hearing the sound

Of a million demons screaming, Reef bitch it’s no secret

Who’s the kingpin with these ink pens

What you niggas thinking?

Now the beat’s sinking