Brooklyn King - Masta Killa

Time to ride.

Yo… yeah.

Lord, when you droppin'?

No said date, no said date, no said date

No said date, no said date (Lord, when you dropping?)

No said date, no said date

They said the God wasn’t never comin' home

Grandma in a nursin' home, my mind is blown

I’m known to walk alone, but the fam

It’s deep, yeah we all love heat

These military arm' marine, sub machine gun

Legend of Brooklyn, master craftsman

«Lord, when you dropping?»

No said date

Thought premeditated, well calculated

The air’s been tested, the people can’t wait

So, ahh — we agreed to send one, to swim from lost and found

See truth be the life preserve, we can’t drown

Drunk with the victory, the Wu cavalry

Bomb the seminar, the last «hoo-ra» for chivalry

Classical, Yo-Yo Ma, laced in the bulletproof fabric

Crafted and mastered in space

What better place of birth than the Earth

When a star is born, but the path was narrow

Float across the Verrazano, stack ya ammo

Hit 'em while we got the muscle, in the streets we hustle

For survival, watch the God reign, build me a brain

Support it with a physical frame, imperial Asiatic material

Scratch the serial, smoking him, he gonna need a miracle

Prepare for burial, it’s time, .45 to your head, drop your nine

We came to collect, the debt is overdue yo

Set to connect with Deck, we pushin' through

Yvette with the red Corvette from Lafayette

Pussy stay wet and she hold Tec

Respect to the six, she sexy wit a switch

Gun never stick when 'victions for the brick

Shots lick

No said date, no said date, no said date

No said date, no said date (Lord, when you dropping?)

No said date, no said date

Heh, yo, this is No Said Date

Peace, I’m Jamel Arief, pleasure to meet you

Not to offend you, something for the mental

Straight from the Shaolin Temple, so simple

Ain’t enough ink for the thoughts I think

They travel so rapid, it’s hard to grasp it

No assumption, Kay Slay get the shit thumpin'

Darts stay lethal, blaze one for the people

They traveled so far to witness

The killin' of a mastermind line-for-line

Half-time, center stage, 50 yard line

Long time, man for dead

Should’ve been, put one in his head

Before the poison spread to the body

Partly done, 'nough said…