Lyrics:
a pencil
Individual here to deliver on all instrumentals
Church homie
They told me I should make it more simple
And I told them kiss my ass on one
the game like we Geico
She boop the bop call her Betty
Percs in my socks, kinda sweaty
I got more rocks than the jetty
I sell more art than the Getty
We tend
Welcome to Rick's Bakery, can I help...
wait a minute... Aren't you the famous Rock?
The Rock: Yeah, The rock, the people's champ in the house.
What's
already know she want that sauce cause
I feel so high, I can't let a minute go by when I'm with you (when I'm with you)
Said when I'm with you, oh no no
my seatbelt on KITT
Stop right here, where we at?
Shotty part of Brooklyn it gets rough out here KITT
(Michael's callin, I have to go)
I don't
Yo, I mock tenor, lend a hand
(Lend that hand) we rock negative
Mock to lend a hand to zealots
I walk the block with a
Can of phantom repellant
'm on a
Microphone on the stage cold illin'
The knowledge I drop will be heard by millions
We ain't the problems, we ain't the villains
It's the suckers deprivin'
thinkin' Neato
Givin' peace to minutes, something like your T-Vo
But it's 3 hundred thousand more with no remote
Take it in the rain, I used to live with
with a supersonic microphone
But my name isn't Michael Jones I'm more like Mike Myers
With a machete and a mask as I'm walking through the fire
I'm tired
and trying to have a
Nigga strain it out the drainage
See my face on the news and it ain't Tivo'd
I still wanna sell kilos
It’s like I’m throwing rocks
'm on a
Microphone on the stage cold illin'
The knowledge I drop will be heard by millions
We ain't the problems, we ain't the villains
It's the suckers deprivin'
learned the music from way down there
The real ones learn it somewhere
Strum your guitar -- sing it kid
Just write about your feelings -- not
to Martin Luther King overnight
Martin Luther King overnight, ay
I was dead broke, hustlin' off the steps
Now I rock water like I'm Michael Phelps, yeah
food stamps or baby mamas or the Maury show that time coming remember Jackson 5 before Michael Jackson diedHe said it's easy as 1 2 3 you got me running
Who the youngest OG? I'ma take that title
(That's me, nigga) jordan, Michael
Six ring when the pound strikin'
(Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah)
Let the first
, knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you, cuz I get respect I bet you
I'm even liked better by your neice and nephew
Now you hate
Givin' peace to minutes, something like your T-Vo
But it's 3 hundred thousand more with no remote
Take it in the rain, I used to live with Tito
But he
like dirty dishes (gross)
I'm about to clean them in the kitchen (woo)
And we making money by the minute (woo)
I'm about to do it way different
at the haters
Check the data
Couple goals
Will & Jada
The end is tangled
When the shit
Hits the papers
Busta vs Michael Myers
1st verse
Dear God
I wonder can
And rollercoaster
I'm pushing for something
They can't compete
With the MC ( DMC )
I'm Run and I'm running
My razor slice an open Mic
Michael Tyson confessions
PLUS
Rap storm, rap form, rap time, rap rhyme
Rap class, I'm here to fail and to pass
To continue, from the more, hype tip
I roll and rock, rock
Verse 1
What a shit hand I’m dealt
It can’t catch no balls
It cramps when I fish by myself
And I can’t catch no cod.
One day I woke up and now I
spiritual essence
And he goes by the name of, uh
Hood
Check your rhyme, punk that ass or get got, F it (shit)
I lick buckshots, Hood, madman, I rip up
'm on a
Microphone on the stage cold illin'
The knowledge I drop will be heard by millions
We ain't the problems, we ain't the villains
It's the suckers deprivin'
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