Lyrics:
actin' like a ho again
There you go, there you go
I shoulda never trusted you, from the jump
You disgust me so much
You made me look like Willy Lump
With
Let us throw up them drinks, pour up a glass, time to be free, time to party up
How many times did you fail
How many hits did you sell just rapping
How many know what funk is? Raise your hands
You ready for this world?
"I can get real raw" plus my style is hardcore
I'm Craig Mack, comin in
(Hey, how are you guys fixing to pay?)
Now check it, the topic of discussion
Is more than a financial profit
United Snakes won't stop it
Blow
strong enough and then I'll call your bluff
Like, "Yo, how many rhymes you got?"
I could go on for more Milleniums than Mazda's got on the car lot
strong enough and then I'll call your bluff
Like, "Yo, how many rhymes you got?"
I could go on for more Milleniums than Mazda's got on the car lot
say goodbye
There's already a lump in my throat
I'm always surprised, after all of this time
After so many years on my own
I don't wanna go
I
helping
Got a question, how many drinks do it take til you start getting touchy feely?
Gotta make sure I pay them both attention or one of em gon kill me
helping
Got a question, how many drinks do it take til you start getting touchy freely?
Gotta make sure I pay them both attention or one of em gon' kill me
helping
Got a question, how many drinks do it take til you start getting touchy freely?
Gotta make sure I pay them both attention or one of em gon' kill me
the chinese police
Here the dogs roll by?
Is this here they keep
The philostophers now,
With the rugs & the dust,
Where the books go to die?
How many yez got?
Felt like I was in for a long bus ride
I'd rather die than you not be by my side
Can't count how many times I vomited, cried
Go to my room, turn
Felt like I was in for a long bus ride
I'd rather die than you not be by my side
Can't count how many times I vomited, cried
Go to my room, turn
told me to!
They see my name and lifestyle and say I changed (how I be so raw)
They so cold, I know, that they're out to get me
And all those
can damage your rump and dump ??? in a lump
And leap higher than a Reebok Pump
My funk style, wicked and wild and me you dial smooth as New Now
Many
Too many sharks in the gene pool
Too many preventable accidents among us
Meryl Streep... where are you?
Where did american know how go
Why do japanese
They get clean wind what you gon do?
Rap about a fight I had with
A nigga that by me? And I bit him back
Well talk about how it was 20 niggas
There and I
brothers but trust me I'm not friendly
Too many rats and goofs in ya troop like Walt Disney
Shawty on my line talking 'bout how she miss the old me
I send
“riots”
So I don't think we're winning with “love”
How many times can they break our necks?
We shake our fists till they do it again
Divided, depressed,
Aye what it do
I'm back on the move
Gotta give them the boot
Kicking them out
Stomp on they couch
That's how i do
Claiming my spot, taking the shot
Diamond’s theme
Never been a runner-up, just running with the Wild Things
Style: murderous-type with undying nerve to recite. Gave a rapper so many lumps
now
That's how I just make love
I don't fuck with bitches no more
Cause I know it's fake love and real lust
So I'ma hit it raw and bust on her make up
how we rock it
[Solomon Childs]
Trife Da God, show these niggas why they ain't poppin'
[Trife Da God]
I'm not enthused, by these rap dudes
All in they
to fly by on my black Yamaha, that's winging
Some man do the crime and talk but that's singing
Not many man have been in the wars that I've been in
I
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