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An Extraordinary Tribute to Fiona Apple (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Extra Extra (Darden Smith) · Extra Extra (Be Your Own Pet) · Extra! Extra! De La Epoca Feliz (Los Apson) · Extra, Extra!! (Paula Perry) · Extra Classic [Extra Classic...Plus!] (Gregory Isaacs) · Extra Classic [Extra Classic...Plus!] (Gregory Isaacs) · Extra Extra (John Rocca) · Fiona's Moment (Fiona) · Lullaby for Fiona (Casey Nielsen) – and 90 other albums »


and think quick at a fast rate
Why you mad cause I'm original - you can't do the material
When I sit back and watch you act big
Spend your budget on your
victory you s of a
Always search for the american way
Take a bite of the big apple kick a coca cola can
All stand up salute uncle sam
Put a man on the moon
Gunny, Hey yo Jay wharrup fan, ya? 
D block, hey you ready, if you ready go in or what?
Yeah, I clip up the nigger, Johnny, 
Can I get any higher,
bless the God, lay these Streets Wall to Wall
It go ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!
Yo, you got popped like a flick by that rivalry clique
It went ooh, ooh, ooh,
anytime
You better ask somebody, young Gottis
Fast hotties, what what, we in your lobby
Extra, extra, read the headlines
We plantin landmines, we get up
the God, lay these Streets Wall to Wall
It go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!
Yo, you got popped like a flick by that rivalry click
It went, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!
the God, lay these streets wall to wall
It go, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh
Yo, you got popped like a flick by that rivalry click
It went, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh
she fast to go
and blow like Curtis
double off in the lex
let me see if she worth it
gettin by so perfect
gettin by so perfect
last year I was mackin
we
Go ahead and shake whatcha mama gave ya

Oh, oh, say can you see
By the dawns early light
Party with me every night
Let down your hands, alright
can't, proper digest
You open mic stands, you catch one, with sperm in your hand

I leave you thinkin' in your hotels, with pussy stinkin'
Massengil
It was supposed to be so easy...

Just take back the DVD
Withdraw that extra money
Tell mum I wouldn't be back for tea
Then grab my savings
the God, lay these Streets Wall to Wall
It go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!
Yo, you got popped like a flick by that rivalry click
It went, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!
the God, lay these Streets Wall to Wall
It go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!
Yo, you got popped like a flick by that rivalry click
It went, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!
ain't right, his church ain't right

Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. parks said, "Brother starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red
one bag of dope
Oooh! Rev. ain't right, his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you
smoldered flesh, holding the fresh, cancer-infested colon
How can I make my point to you fools?
I'll drop a dead A&R off a roof
and on his chest it'll say,
they personal shit
Is sitting on the front lawn of Apple Tree
And for those who ain't got take
Before the owner shows back up with the U-haul
Police
temper flare, let it go
Always be his extra back bone, quick to let a nigga know
Always by his side, EVE the apple in his eye
Us together ain't no
smoldered flesh, holding the fresh, cancer-infested colon
How can I make my point to you fools?
I'll drop a dead A&R off a roof
and on his chest it'll say,
to they asshole
You wanna battle, I separate your Adam's Apple
Crack your skully with a Snapple bottle, on the Apollo
Can you read black, ease back, we
competitors, from they ears to they asshole 
You want to battle, I separate your Adam's Apple 
Crack your skully with a Snapple bottle, on the Apollo 
Can you
I select
Can be a higher threat then a man in a private jet
Flyin by ya set goin dumb fast,
Since Pun passed I ain't found an MC to admire yet
My
killas than you got "What You Got?"
We got better lyrics than you got "What You Got?"

(Verse 2)
Coming to kill me, I can't hear that
Fear is
will
Way to many brothers get took for large sums but me
You can't be frail and don't be light with ya narrow ass
Gain ya weight
Drink beer by
killas than you got "What You Got?"
We got better lyrics than you got "What You Got?"

Coming to kill me, I can't hear that
Fear is a stimulus I