Lyrics:
getting hard to do
when I'm intoxicated and you're smarter too
It used to be you'd beat me at videogames and sports
now you're in my course, we're
to be in 3D now I'm 4D like fairlane
Iristyle be high and pressurized like an airplane
Trained I'm precise to make the crowd tingle
You finally get
I want people to know that
Don't
Don't support the phonies
Support the real
You know what i mean
How can these people be talking bout how they so
was never one to be afraid of a bout
But the player bathed in the field lights
Got me looked through
Good night for a fist fight
But instead you
Keep
MIKE (Sinatra) - DEXTER (Crosby)
MIKE:
I have heard among this clan
You are called a forgotten man
DEXTER:
Is that what they're sayin'?
Well, did
seen it work
"Hi uh you know bob uh hearing good things
About you I think we could be friends"
It doesn't work
(do something) do something (do
Something)
Hook:2x
This gone make ya bob ya head & groove & this gone lift ya spirits up that's true & this gone make ya wanna 2 step & move said this gone be
What I got, you gotta get it put it in you
Reeling with the feeling, don't stop, continue
I realize I don't wanna be a miser
Confide with sly you'll
What I got, you gotta get it put it in you
Reeling with the feeling, don't stop, continue
I realize I don't wanna be a miser
Confide with sly you'll
Gimme red lipstick and a bright purple rouge
A shingle bob haircut and a shot of good boo'
Hurry down, sweet daddy, come blowin' your horn
If you
don't care if he was vulnerable
In a home full of drug abuse and incest
Or allegedly brainwashed by white supremacists
Whatever the case may be for him
Its been a long time since the
Rhyme rode a rough road
I'm riding rhythms and givin' a
Dose of brother load
Never said I wasn't good at it
'cause I'm
better than
Hey son I keep planets in orbit
While I be comin with deeper and more shit
Enough to make ya , break ya , shake ya ass
???
Ryhmes good
the iceman like wim hof extreme sports
My verses full of clappers let the thing talk
Bob and weaving on the beat I see these haters turning green
It's
Its been a long time
Since the rhyme rode
A rough road
I'm riding rhymes and givin'
A dose of brotherland
Never said I wasn't good at it
Cause
the butterflies (feel all the butterflies)
How time goes by
Oh one last night
I was in the backseat looking at the stars
In my favourite sports car
With the only
basket. And
finally Oliver St John-Mollusc (G.C.), Harrow and the Guards, thought
by many to be this year's outstanding twit. Now they're moving up
everytime i breathe
In the city i touch down and i bob and weave, ay
[Chorus]
I sport my beeper on my boots, that's why i be a buzz when i kick
Maybe
Never said I wasn't good at it
Cause I'm a static addict
No fear you gotta
Know I had it
If you know better
Spose to do better
So I know like al green
We
Never said I wasn't good at it
Cause I'm a static addict
No fear you gotta
Know I had it
If you know better
Spose to do better
So I know like al green
We
a nascar
85 super sport I could have bought a jaguar
I think she wanna fuck my car she say it turn her on
every time that I ride by she pulling out her
Niggas that's in sports
All this type of shit as heroes
They might look at motherfuckin Muhammed Ali
Yah know Sugar Ray Leanord, Mike Tyson, but me..
It's finger lickin', finger-lickin' good, y'all
Finger lickin', a-finger-lickin' good, y'all
It's finger lickin', finger-lickin' good, y'all
It's
with the Mac, son was tote up
Quick to snatch ya wiz, we sport Polo lenses
Logo organic, herbal fresh, hypoallergenic
You get stabbed by the +Shaolin
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