Lyrics:
what color I am
Because I'll show you how ill, this man can act
It could never be fiction cause it is all fact
And if you get in my way, I will not
do, ain't no matter where we go
We fresh as, we we you know we fresh as fuuhhhh
Fresh to death and I'm surrounded by the best
Don't stress just rest I'm
What you say, what you do
Makes me feel so fresh and new
I want you to be my boo
(So tell me)
So what you gonna do
What you say, what you do
Can't understand why I'm so down?
I'm not a whitewall, I'm a vogue
Like a Zenith wire wheel I roll
Got a fresh new beat, made to get freak
It was
fresh fresh fresh like a peppermint
(I’m fresher than you! Aye)
She liking that freaky shit
I just might hit the bitch
It might get intimate
(She a freaky
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
we all soldiers
Outsidaz get fucked over (soooo serious)
(Manny Fresh)
Downtown
Nino rounds
In the club parking lot goin` round & round
Po-lice
closely
I don't give a fuck nowadays Ill smoke by my lonely
I'll smoke by my lonely
I don't give a fuck nowadays Ill smoke by my lonely
One and only
Cuz Im
like Gladis Knight and its five oh ones
Walking right up to the DJ man
And give another emcee's rap
'Cause they knew about him and his gangsta rap
Some deejays are (good) some deejays are (fresh)
Some deejays are even (def)
But here's a little somethin 'bout my deejay
(The magnificient) Jazzy
time
Tell the DJ to keep the lights off
You know how to work it
So go ahead and work it by me
If you still want me
You know where to find me
You can do
You know sex 'em up a little bit
You know what I mean?
You're the honey that I see when I'm riding by
The one giving me a feeling that I can't deny
Well I'm a John Reuben from the land or corn
Columbus, Ohio that's where I was born in
By mom Kathleen on January 14
1979 I entered the scene lookin'
the mind?, toes hands and the nine
The see-through niggas get flipped like mini-pies, ??? she lies Niggas stepped on, by the way and still getting slept
Code Money!
I say Code MONEY!
[ DJ Code Money responds with scratching ]
Put your Filas on
Put your Filas on
Everybody!
Put your Filas on
We
BM = Brother Marquis
FKI = Fresh Kid Ice
TO = Both of them together
Verse 1
[BM] The party people love it when we take the stand
With
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Y'know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my man
tough we gon' get it up
Anybody hate on us, we hit 'em up
Baby we can't be touched, niggas give it up (Repeat x2)
Crime life!
(DJ Clue)
Fresh out!
by the way
Putting pieces together
Chuck the deuces every day
Everybody wanna be fresh
I'm glad I adopted the name Fresh
So I ain't got get Fresh
Check
the break stop
Four and three and two and one
Here we go let's have some fun
Fresh music is what its all about
Now all the ladies scream and shout
Now get
go broke tryna get fresh like this.
Rest in peace to the game 'cause I killed it.
I'm fresh to death, I'm fresh to death
What you talkin' I came out
a machete
He scuffs the bars a-get you involved
As the record revolves, DJ's dissolve
Musically, physically, mentally he's an innovator
Greater, Cut-Creator
'cause my name is Mellie Mel."
Say what, why'all.
Say what.
To the DJ scratch, the metro match
'Cause we're comin' out fresh with a brand new
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