Lyrics:
I'm stuck with you
I'm stuck with you, I'll shoot it out
Do some years and a couple months with you, woo
Lyrically I am the epitome of a real MC
as in plenty, geez
Don't you get it, b
Get it? my energies will never allow my enemies
Or Eminem or any men or even ten MC's to get with me
And it'll be
So come check the magic show by Deshawn,
And witness the way I put you to death with a magic wand.
Turnin' your home to a casket,
Turn your wife
actual collection,
I've got records that were never meant to be,
records lent to me by men from other dimensions,
records with breaks so funky you'd
accumulating
And by doing this we'll go real far
Because 2 Live is what we are
We're highly publicized and advertised
Our music's in your ear, our face in your
So come check the magic show by Deshawn,
And witness the way I put you to death with a magic wand.
Turnin' your home to a casket,
Turn your wife
name subzero
Mc's Tremble with fear
I'm like Get over here
My gravitational pull bringing you near
Got something you need to hear
Lend me an ear
So there
eye mold nerd geek, with a cold heart
Probably still be speaking in rhymes
As an old fart
Study how to eat to die, by the pizza guy
No he's not too fly
no. Get a grip. Suck a dick.
Do the hoe thing. It's your thing. No complain.
[Bridge: D.C. and Lost MC]
Tell me why you won't reason with me?
Why won't
witches, black magic, rough wedding, with a fuck ending!
I ain't into fashion, think I got jokes?
Keep laughing, we'll have the ceremony in a cabin,
I'm the three
And three (badda-ba-ba-by-by) it's the magic numberrr
(badda-ba-ba-by-by)
Chorus: KRS-One
It takes 7 Dee Jays to control a sound
pleasure
With our microphones, cause that's what we treasure
Now the man you see, who has hands of magic
His name is Mr. Mixx, so come on a scratch it
ain't magic a crook in some crocs
Rocking BR ain't rocking Lacoste
Cinematic I'm filming with opps
Just a lesson I learn from my loss
Couple L's ya you
bo with the gun
And a once in a munch chest, rest in peace
And I ?bellow you to beast? I abolish emcees with sounds like these
Run over enemies and I
wasn't how it was gonna be
So, I sat back and waited patiently
Other Mc's be like ow no!
Danny G's come back with a new flow
What we gonna do we just
across seas on glaciers
Four shotguns that got fucked by Geisha
Still gracious, still able to twist out darts
Just grew tougher skin from swimming with
who?
Best MC man that's not true
Best MC nah that's not you
Rest in peace when
I'm done with you
Best MC okay wait who?
Best MC nah that's not you
Best M
Sunset til dawn
I got a word abundance, hold pens by the hundreds
Top speed, guaranteed, we still running
I be boombastic
With my terror tactics
Why
blurs
A sure bet, Dell never fails clever tells
The pear on his quest
With the terrorist
Sending MC to the therapist
My microphone will be
there . . . Dirty Tony De La Nomads M.C. get in touch with Bean or Bear . . .) And as I was sayin', Devil, I'm an average sort of a person, I'm . . . you
out right with a hand clap or finger snap
No games, just gimme a beat by James
And I'll give some names to blow 'em up in flames
I'm a rap star
Said that I had it
Put you in a box without any magic
No alakazam, just blam you faggot
I'm knowing for causing rackets
With a racquet
Shells will put
I want
To do with my Channel Live crew so just listen
Dissin wack MC's and sparking up mad izm
Ro
Now on with the show
(It's Tha Liks baby)
(It's Tha Liks baby)
One two, one two
I got a tape in my ride, made by Homicide
Ralph M
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