Lyrics:
they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
get in, we be takin over shit
An we gone off that chop-suy, marinatin
Blowin switches to da world (Bitch, fuck ya)
[Silkk the Shocker]
I'm bout
[Intro]
What, what
What, what, what
(H-World)
What, what, what
(All Out)
What, what, what, what, what
(Take it back to the streets, mutha
but every day we die
One by one these days pass by
But not too many people think to ask why
Say goodbye, this can't be for nothin
Nowhere to go but
girl
What can I say? I don't come here to play
Fuck you to your face, it's a cold world
Tell this DJ not to be brave
Or I'm taking his tables for
How about the Butthole Surfers and Frank Zappa
Aunt Bea, Big Drill Car, Bert Suzanka
And all the Ziggens' around the world
To Jack, the third,
How about the Butthole Surfers and Frank Zappa
Aunt Bea, Big Drill Car, Bert Suzanka
And all the Ziggens' around the world
To Jack, the third,
the world to know
I love my girl I can't be fuckin' with these hoes (Yeah)
And if she catch you choosin' at my show (Then what)
Then you might fuck around
Conquering the world ain't what it seems
Winning ain't the same without your team
Late night cooking with the crew, yeah
This shit, this shit here's
really have a care in the world
Apart from your only care in the world
Is getting a hospital care from the world's
Best doctors, still nothing fair in
going to play it straight, I'm going to take my chance, I want to dance
Hi ho hi ho hi ho, we're heading out to the punk rock show
Colleagues
nobody
To come and give me a name
What the fuck you think, I just start writing rhymes today
I done been all around the world, rocking from place
acting like the punk ass cops
And swinging off my nuts has gotta stop
Walk around, spreading rumors like ya know
Saying shit you heard me say
acting like the punk ass cops
And swinging off my nuts has gotta stop
Walk around, spreading rumors like ya know
Saying shit you heard me say
can’t believe these sick ass people
Punk ass chumps found out you were in the dumpster
This world feels like a bump, fuck trump (Fuck trump)
Uh (Uh)
JuJu so you know
Strap a metal jacket every fuckin' place I go
So play Dionne Warwick's song and Walk On By
Or maybe stick around for a Columbian
for the gov I don't fuck with the vax
Before the lane merge do a buck on the dash
Around my blocks. I seen a lot of punks tryna pass
My heart pumps for
told me he was dying
By the time I got to his
Bedside we were both already flying
We held hands and we sang songs
Tried to be strong floated around
While
from a glock
The world gon spin around Me
Dead in jail or not
So if what I do
Is tell ya lies
Find a bitch who wont
You a juvenile wit lies
You wear dat
Throughout the cold nights we be cashin in
Makin dollars, makin shit pop around here
Fiends, niggas and cops and gangbangers rule my block
My
Welcome to a world
Of eternal shame
Where everything you do is judged by a stupid
(fuck-up)
and you're expecting a reason why
But get in line
what's going on in the free world
Broke out the asylum and killed a girl
Just to warm you, just to get it on
'Cause I'm gonna be cutting throats till
Yo! The Marine Rapper wants to let the world to know
That he and his group of Military Musicians are here to destroy the competition
They're bringing
rollin' ten deep
And shove this shoe up in your shit far as ten feet
Creep by creep cause I'm in this shit deep
Never ever caught slippinn' bitch cause I
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