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you do I'ma give it to you special delivery
 
(I want that)
Special delivery
(I need that)
This is the remix special delivery
(Can I have that?)
give ma minute with your boss, I'll fold ya
New York fitted and gold cross in a Rover
Holster, all over the shoulder
I'm the sickest thing spittin' in
Is all it will take
We'll go down in history
Remember me for centuries (Forever!)
Hey, hey, (Yessir!) hey
Remember me for centuries

Mummified my
you do I'ma give it to you special delivery
 
(I want that)
Special delivery
(I need that)
This is the remix special delivery
(Can I have that?)
explain 



[Hook: ]

I been all around the world 

What battle me? 

Take this autograph home and give it to your family 

All I hear is booty
a couple different ways I can make her moan
When I'm done wit her, she'll want to take a nigga to Rome

Give me a hour, I'll have her blowing up my phone
a toast, I'm supposed to lay your body down, 
I spread the money round give it to ya doggy style, 
See this the remix bay I might just put that tonguing
and Cosby
I'm like Martin Luther King, you like Rodney
The difference is I give it everything inside me
Dear diary, the fans still swear by me
Even though I'm
federalies gonna arrest
But y'all ain't never seen nothing
Not a word not a hint, on the kid from the Project Bench
That went Sony-BMG, to that new
Luther King, you like Rodney
The difference is I give it everything inside me
Dear diary, the fans still swear by me
Even though I'm Late Night now
professin'
         To the simplest form I'll keep my rhymes in perspective
         So, Kid Ice, take the mic and give the people some directive!
[FKI]
[Chorus]
 
You know what this is 
Yeah kid, give up your riches 
Vicious, visions is not for motion pictures 
Unstoppable, rollin' witcha sickest clique
surprise 
Kids on the street corner peddlin' maps 
On how to meet the stars 
Prostitute turns, my body burns 
She'll cure your loneliness for half
some style by taking glances
Red snapper, taken apart, put back together
Plated on some bok choy, fine fish platters forever (Yo!)
Same routine,
money right ready for war
For that doe Bleek bustin' that for
This how real we get deep in the streets kid
The R.O.C. exclusive remix motherfucker

I
(3rd verse) 
You know what this is 
Yeah kid, give up your riches 
Vicious, visions is not for motion pictures 
Unstoppable, rollin' witcha sickest
and have your kids
It's so simple baby
Driving me crazy
Forever want to feel like this, baby

Boy we kiss or touch
Want you so much
I just wanna love
a toast, I'm supposed to lay your body down, 
I spread the money round give it to ya doggy style, 
See this the remix bay I might just put that tonguing
a toast, I'm supposed to lay your body down, 
I spread the money round give it to ya doggy style, 
See this the remix bay I might just put that tonguing
the mc
And I'ma tell you about the bootlegger, OK?
Here we go children

It happened at a jam, some kid tried to sham on the program
So I had
about the mc
And I'ma tell you about the bootlegger, ok?
Here we go children

It happened at a jam, some kid tried to sham on the program
So I had
highest honor
Gotta take care of them kids, man I kno' ya heard Obama
And I love motor island, Atlantic in my backyard
I just tell my pilot to land it in
This, this is brought to you
By the K-1, Emergency Broadcasting System
In the, in the event of an actual emergency
You will be told to fall out

S.I.
Here in 1992 we present
The fabulous What's The Scenario remix
Whereas there are seven MC's
Six which are in physical form and one which is in
Comin' in the back door yellin' fuck a list
Fans takin' pictures while I'm tryin' to take a piss
We came to party, didn't come to give a shit
Now sing this