Bahamadia’s B-Sides

[Intro]
Spit Squad… Bahamadia’s B-sides
New York got love, we wanna hear ya station out here too!
What up?

[Verse: Thirstin Howl III)
Yo, changing the dial… going crazy lookin’
How come we can’t get ya show in Brooklyn?
I Confess, my innovation to catch Total Wreck
Rugged, rough and knows no respect
Bahamadia’s B-sides…
My lyrics tighter than the collar on a kid selling bean pies

[Verse: Rack-Lo]
Watching all your movements like German spies
Through 3 eyes, all listeners are welcome to the B-Sides
For exclusive wordplay
I’m one person but strike 3 The Hard Way

[Verse: Thirstin Howl III)
Only play myself… at the game in a arcade
New York & Philly… streets aren’t safe
Sampled records my great aunt’s age

[Unique London]
The B-Sides, the B-Sides!

[Verse: Thirstin Howl III)
I want the True Honeybun, tired of chicken heads
And hunting duck, who do… the Humpty Hump
Charles Heston’s step-twin in the Westons
Shoot the radio if I can’t get a good reception
The B-Sides, Beside…
My flow comes with a wave, surfboard and beach by
Hit a homerun, each strike
Got good credit cause I shop at a thief’s price
Polo never Levi’s
Spit the truth… but breathe lies

[Outro]
Thirstin Howl, Unique London, Rack-Lo, Spit Squad
Original Lo Lifes, we coming soon
What, we coming soon
What’s up Boostin Billy in Philly
Yeah, how many Lo items you got?
What’s the deal? You still stealing son?
Call us man we buggin. Niggas is looking for you
Niggas just rushed Macy’s again!