Lyrics:
So at the party, Ren is controllin the floor
that you step and do your danceroutine
It ain't a dream my man, you're in a gangsta scene
with a villain
liter
Fucking popping bottles in the club with some diva
From the club to my room I got her body shiver
Man I spend ,while I take
Go give no fuck about
with no battles, I don't do that
I'ma shoot you, turn around and holler, "who that?"
Ooh-wee, ooh-wee, drop-top, high trees, ooh-wee
Ride a snakeskin,
Mirror mirror I'm finger pointin' at the man
It is I, I interrupt the program
Chuck d rubberneckin' with the fans
PE don't give a damn about uncle Sam
Me go with mi amigo, to see the Man named Chico
The legal alienaeno, I roll the instrumentals
Like Jack I be like Nimble never gentle to a bimbo
playin
Man, my posse is large, get what I'm sayin?
You met the whole crew and you know who I am
And if you wanna be down with us, follow the program
Come
of a swift man
You name the day the grounds to be neutral
Speak your piece the feeling's mutual
We can go topic from topic whenever I drop it
Sit down and hear this session
Arrogant with no compassion
I just have three confessions
These are my history lessons
Sit down and hear this session
the sound of white noise
Follow this ten step program, rejoice!
All your problems will be gone, fucking dumb boy!
Nah mate, this time it's different man
We on a world tour with Muhammad, my man
Going each and every place with the mic in their hand
New York, NJ, NC, VA
We on a world tour with
the club
We throwed them hunnids not no ones
Throwing them hunnids we fuck them
Whole by the firm
Step in the club
Pocket full of hundred, no ones
Choppa
a rhinoceros for me, Jair Messias. Oh, I like that name. Hasnt he got a lovely name, dont you think? Yes, he has. The music is as always performed by the one man
We on a world tour with Muhammad, my man
Going each and every place with the mic in their hand
New York, NJ, NC, VA
We on a world tour with
me
I'll take one to a dozen, sister niece or cousin
Yeah, Finesse you the man -- you thought I wasn't??
Chorus 1/2
[Lord Finesse]
When I roll I slide
pockets and hand,
But I carry out orders from no man,
'Cause anything you wanna do, I already did.
You used to see me rock the house when you was a kid,
But
shit we don't Romance I been on my grind like a slow dance
Prison get with the program
Smoke a wood with the dope man
Pinky nail for the coke cain
When I
Nowt's stoppin' this rhyme
So step into the hip-hop fight club with a kung fu tongue twist
I'm the Lee, Chan 'n' Norris of this shit
12 Gage, more like
and I, we're the kings of the game
And no one can touch us, we'll always remain
So if you see me hacking, just step aside
I'll fuck with your shit, take
a good man
My father stepped up with the program
He tried to show me good of this cruel world
But I heard the gunshots, seen the bullets wounds
Had blood
cause I got your name all up in my book
Prada Prada dance, come and catch a glance
Heard you got a problem but won't take a stance
Your girl don't got no
And nigga raised by the rat's roaches
Real youngen holdin coke
State they gave my man life
Feds they gave my man 10
Messin with this dirty game feel like
I'm
the flicks
Hey, I thought we had an interview with DJ Clue?
No, I had an interview not you two
You gon' be late for soundcheck, man, I ain't going
the flicks
Hey, I thought we had an interview with DJ Clue?
No, I had an interview not you two
You gon' be late for soundcheck, man, I ain't going
at pictures out the frame
Got no chance in this game
Out your lane
I’m gone stay right here with my two step
With my
I think I could make her pussy backflip,
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