Lyrics:
silly"
I knew I had her trapped with my hardcore rap
And it wouldn't take a second 'fore I had her on her back
Pullin' with the bra strap, threw on my
I stay with it
Too many pussyholes carrying weapons
I'm so icy, man wanna pree me 24/7
Manna got Megaman queffers
Manna get dropped in 21 seconds
mean
I'm doin my thing, kid
(Yo, what kinda flavor is that, man?
I want the new stuff, man)
Hey yo, I'm doin my thing, kid
(The hardcore, gimme
Ha ha
Yeah yeah
Make it butter
I'm gonna Bankhead bounce!
No doubt
Ayo watch yo mouth!
Ayo, one two three four five six seven
Blaze
Aiyyo 1-2-3-4-5-6-7, blaze the hot
Trizack it sound like heaven
7-6-5-4-3-2-1 my man Meth-Tical come and get some
Player my position, hot
seven
Blaze the hot trizack that sound like Heaven (uh-huh)
Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
Mo' mon Meth-Tical come and get some (yeah)
seven
Blaze the hot trizack that sound like Heaven (uh-huh)
Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
Mo' mon Meth-Tical come and get some (yeah)
capping
Notoriously big and bad
'twas not your granny's rapping
For he'd been to quell the giants
Who went stalking through the night
His tales were
Sadat said fuck it, you got a gun
Nigga bust it
Cause I got mo' shots to pop ya
Big Poppa, breakin you off somethin proper
Signin off is the hardcore rap
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
silently run by the mayor, silently run by his uncle, silently run by his whore of a wife, silently run by desire, silently run by that big fucking sign
doubt
[redman] aiyyo watch yo mouth!
[redman] aiyyo, one two three four five six seven
Blaze the hot
[ll cool j] trizack that sound like heaven
Seven six
talkin' 'bout cheddar
Brought to you by your millennium group, The Horsemen
Four swordsmen, from the land of the lost
Ras Kass, Killah Priest and Kurupt
FUCK y'all niggaz talkin' bout cheddar
[Ras] Brought to you by your millennium group, The Horsemen
[Can] Four swordsmen
[Ras] From the land
or three days later
My styles more dangerous than wrestling alligators
In shark infested water by yourself late at night
So if you’re having second thoughts
me etched in stone, uh
By the time they learn to love me, I'll be dead and gone
Real hustlers treat them rentals like they second home
First double
shall be forsaken
And a new age has begun
Day by day to the lay, I always took myself to school and did it with my due diligence
Got outta bed every
with the buck-toothed flow
Oh, that's Meth Man, south paw, I throw my left hand
To that hardcore shit that even make the Tec jam
Oh my goodness! Trust
with the buck-toothed flow
Oh, that's Meth Man, south paw, I throw my left hand
To that hardcore shit that even make the Tec jam
Oh my goodness! Trust
Pour nos soeurs qui seront les mères de demain
Wesh wesh cousin, mafia kl kl
Pour les kahlouch, les arbouch, les manouch au regard louche
Hardcore même
(busta rhymes)
yaaaaaaa-7 seconds
yo yo yo 25x
(busta rhymes)
i think i'm about to black out
i blow your fucking whick out
niggaz who taught
arguing and bustling
Gangstas of Gotham hardcore hustling
I'm wrestling with words and ideas
My ears is pricked, seeking what will transmit
The scribes
dessus
Pour nos s?urs qui seront les mères de demain
Wesh wesh cousin, mafia kl kl
Pour les kahlouch, les arbouch, les manouch au regard louche
Hardcore
some ugly trees!
There was a werewolf honkin',
'long the side of me!
I'm mean 'n i'm bad, (y'know i ain't no sissy)
Got a big-titty girly by the name
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