Lyrics:
the deal, baby?)
[Shyheim]
Yo, for the one-nine-nine-nine shit's goin' change
Now it's us in the Range, God's giving us brains
Play the game, put my
know why cause I was
Frivolous but now I’m a saver
I’m a hustler by nature
I can sell bread to a baker
Sell a fence to my next door neighbour
I wanna buy
the funkadelic relic
(bring in the funk baby, bring it in, bring it)
James Todd Smith and nine years old
When Sugarhill was in control
I'm listenin'
ooohhh!)
If you ain’t got no plans you should stand by the man
Yeah! (Yes chump you should shake my hand)
Yeah! (Yes chump you should shake my hand)
Yeah!
I'ma get by
Hit 'em with the Tek Nine
Better quit lying
Best not disrespect mine
Cause I got it
Said, Lil bitch I got it
Straight to the grave, I gun
Nigga playin' around with the gang, put his ass on channel five
Nigga got shot right in my hood, he made kcal9
Patty cakin' by the hoe, that
Nigga playin' around with the gang, put his ass on channel five
Nigga got shot right in my hood, he made kcal9
Patty cakin' by the hoe, that
Been called a musical genius since like the age of nine (nine)
But don't you let a number fool you I've been told I'm wise
Beyond my years, I got fears
bitches from Hong Kong
But their eyes closed like Wong Tong
I'm trying to get my gangs to get along
Keep yapping, my nine like to stay strong
Nigga go back
dance like if I was Albert Alien
People just love it when the Biz starts to play
With my (beatboxing), and by the way
Skeezing with a girl is
lawyers have advised me that I need to say
That this album does not, in any way
Meant to reflect reality
It's all just jokes, written by me
I didn't get my
bring? Nothin' but pain and one in your fuckin' brain
Ain't nothin' changed since the album, I'm still wildin'
I'm still violent I've been waitin' for
the Nineteen Naughty Nine MC
Microphone controller, master of ceremonies
So remember why you hate me
I'm Naughty By Nature you're Severed By
next until the album drops
And is this icing on the cake, in fact it's applesauce
The type you eat when you're awake and toss the the albatross away
album is no exception.
The CD edition on the esteemed Ottawa label The Beautiful Music is housed in a beautiful gatefold digipak with artwork by Jamie
by a Mack truck
And don't come around forty and front and get tapped up
Cracked up, can't wait 'till this album is wrapped up
I'mma take you
the rain I'll heat up
And ya'll can't stop my sunshine, fuck one-time
Got heavy wit gats to push your face back
Trash-ass album sound like you played it
and my man Rick got millions of gold albums
(That's a lie) I'm gettin' cold money every day
(You're a liar)
You'll need a wheel barrow for all that shit in
By your side
I can't help how I feel inside
Feel like I'm losing my mind
But I rather be by your side
Crashed a Beemer
Straight off the liter
Don't
they gon tell you for if you don't already know
huh nigga that's all on you to be on top of yearn
But by the time they finish fuckin you, bitch you
done by the 9th of may
Gotta write the song by the end of the day
Convinced if I’m late, it’ll will mean my dismay
Album released the 5th day of June
Yo I get more props than a movie studio
My rhymes are gore soaked like a film by Lucio
I'll fuck a bitch with an empty gun then shoot her with her
Contraception- Fuck it if I get screwed
By myself wit no aids I'll infect'em
Aye
Waving a weapon, I was raised by a parent
Who was Raised by a reverend straight
On the real I keep it real under the moon and the sun
It's in my DNA and blood live by the money and gun
Study Art Of War so every single battle is
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