Lyrics:
she pass through
Ooh! can't be a next one like you
Famous like tapes made by DJ Clue
I tighten up my game as I approach you
Yo check her she
[Donte]
I struggle more in tug-of-war, writin rhymes by the score
Before I lived the hustle, swore this poor man would give the law
As a testament it
a rapper, so I had to
Had to make sure that I’m not the Razor they wanna step to
5 songs were done by DJ Sbuda,
The other 11 were done by myself on Es-Cay’s
a rapper, so I had to
Had to make sure that I’m not the Razor they wanna step to
5 songs were done by DJ Sbuda
The other 11 were done by myself on Es-Cay’s
platform representin' with the LP
[Evidence]
Yo, I take control grab the horse by the mane
I'm that New York type of driver on this L.A. terrain
[Jurassic 5]
Yo, we are no superstars
Who want to be large and forget who we are
Don't judge us by bank accounts and big cars
No matter how
Old School Party-Dance Like We Used (Streethop Remix)
(T. Blakemore, J. Stringfellow)
Yep, Yep, Yep, Yep
Yo I had to go back and do this one
one-on-one
Take this dope, hit a one on one
Ain't nothing else to do, she wanna cum for fun
I'm by myself, I brung no one
Nigga, she want me like Givenchy
In
forgot how to rap
Call DJ Bobcat and ask him where them old records at
Like Channel Five karate, my kick is gonna reach ya
A new episode where
This one goes out to DJ Nato, Touch, C-Seckshun, Weez-L, Sonny Grimezzz
I'm at your party like a girl I've slept with
That is now with the man
This thing right here (yeah)
Is for my peoples in the streets (ha, ha) Swizz Beats (uh-huh)
And this thing right here (Ruff Ryders)
Will get your
beautiful people, people
I'ma party with my beautiful people
This is for my easy, breezy, beautiful cover girls
If your man don't treat you right pay em
of war, writin' rhymes by the score
Before I lived the hustle, swore this poor man would give the law
As a testament it goes, it was destined in my soul
the air cover the glitter
Bring yourself and don't forget the liquor
Just put your hands all over my body, a little sweat ain't neva hurt noboday
DJ just
all my blessings from high
Bap Bap Bap Bap
Dawg me ain't no DJ
Only one tune on the replay
Holy Ghost fill me
'Til every devil want kill me
I'm for your
that drive-by
And ain't did nothing but drive by
Listen shawty I'm telling you this for your own good (uh)
Everybody is the man in they own hood, for
that drive-by
And ain't did nothing but drive by
Listen shawty I'm telling you this for your own good (uh)
Everybody is the man in they own hood, for
be asking you, "Who is more dramatical?"
This one or that one, the white one or the black one
Pick the punk, and I'll jump up to attack one
KRS-One
forgot how to rap
Call DJ Bobcat and ask him where them old records at
Like Channel Five karate, my kick is gonna reach ya
A new episode where
to Bobbito the Barber
Gimme them medals back, since you forgot how to rap
Call DJ Bobcat and ask him where them old records at
Like Channel Five karate, my
duck for cover
I come with a chrome y'all can makin' hoes pay the cost
Infrared to ya head full of lead yawkin' lames
You can betcha by the dollar
will mess with this
I think its time to exit this
Bitch
Yeah
Call me a baby, I chill in the crib, surrounded by toys, they all are my choppas
She wanna
Yo, we are no superstars
Who wanna be large and forget who we are
Don't judge us by bank accounts and big cars
No matter how bright we shine we're
Intro: DJ KaySlay]
Aiyyo it's DJ KaySlay the Drama King
And for those of y'all that don't know
I'm workin with a new artist, he goes by the name
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