DAY IN. DAY OUT. (OUT)

DAY IN. DAY OUT. (OUT)

DAY IN. DAY OUT. (OUT)

DAY IN. DAY OUT. (OUT)

Verse 1:Dinco D

They got my brother locked down in Connecticut.

Confederate "D” we can better it.

But yo I'm illiterate to the little bits.

Until the fat pigs billys bent philly.

Scent when way I went rent make

Me think dip dy dip to the socialize

Of americal not America mer

Medler rich peddler "hold up”

Which ways up whatever high

Heather by bush push push push in

The bush mop drop the pains.

In ink a document approximate

It's a quarter to cut throat headless

Hole bedless tall I figure factor.

Crack the smack police man better be

Strap step step yep it's a hit hit.

Run run, ha hon it's another father's

Saw son from behind caught up in time. But my mind and his mind make all

Mind equal, but it's a daily reminder.

Verse 2: Busta Rhymes

Escape from the killer tree, yes.

Everybody run and come follow me.

Sit back as I reach, and I come and attack.

Other forces trying to reveal my other

Sources, following my courses.

Fiding on the back of horse.

Trilly, trally, I dilly, dally my way.

Through the alley.

Remember that we will wreck from the east

All the way to Cali.

To those that are hungry, come get a

Taste of this sound,

Hey people you know that we're

Gonna get on down.

This is your daily reminder, so

Remember as we move right to the center,

You know we gonna be your number one

Contender.

As I capture through the rapture.

Subliminally undercover, yes my dome is

Chrome on the front of my album cover.