Lyrics:
got ten of these
Your favorite rapper is still feedin' off my energy
I just talked to Jeff, I told him strictly pesos
I just talked to Jeff, I told
you dissed me
You better go buy it!
(But Jeff - we're friends) For
Real? Don't even try it!
Hey man, I'm tellin you straight up
You know how it is, man
This that Real one anthem
I jazzy jeff you out the Thugz Mansion
Had to cut some haters off right quick
Just for pretending they was real like this
delivered (Skrrt)
Got me racing up the West Side Highway
Right by the river (Skrrt)
We skrrt, stay drippy
Hop off of them Jeff Hammies (Grippy)
All pink, out
musical chairs, yo
Cats like Steve Bartels, Faisel, Jeff Harleston, man
They, they the real ones, you know what I mean
But like motherfuckers be so
kid, named Jay.
That jeff calls gay, and beats up, doesn't look very normal today
So I give a little smile and he gives one back
Then he walks by
love when it gets ??beat silhouette??
Till I see another one better
Age of twelve a rapper just for fun
My desire inspired by run d(run run d d)
But now
broke kids do the most, you keep it real lets take a toast
If im going to keep it real there's only 3 that kept it real
Why you want me vent to you when
To show you what it takes to be a real MC
You need (wickedy wickedy?) rhymes [SCRATCHING]
With a (stickedy stickedy?) style [SCRATCHING]
And if you
gods my crew they my only team
Hate the left and the right you can call me extreme
Buuuuuut
Dark like buckley no lib can touch me
High off rhymes so i
love the way I write
For real I think I seen my death
Think I like bumming g's from Jeff
Pockets on my cheese on e and they seems on f
I'm a hard working
I'm not a
I'm not a
I'm not a
I'm not a
I'm not a
(Twinkle twinkle little star)
Come on yo I aint no..
(Yes you are)
(Up above the cloud so high)
Nah
your gonna talk I'd rather take it outside
So just to make it fair let me make you aware
That runnin your mouth talking out your backside
Is a real
at you while the others joined in
Face red
You didn’t understand yet that your race was your sin
Instead
You just understood pain
Like when Buckley threw
are we that famous
Bust this, the Queen of Spain knows what my real name is
Our time is runnin short so I'll bid you farewell
You know this cut is so
camera, that shit be throwin' me off
You ready?
Start it off
(You go)
You ain't gotta leave out, it's just I know I'm on film ya heard me?
So it fuck
are we that famous
Bust this, the Queen of Spain knows what my real name is
Our time is runnin short so I'll bid you farewell
You know this cut is so
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
George duke (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals)
Tom fowler (bass)
Ruth underwood (percussion)
Jeff simmons (rhythm
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whassup y'all? Hello how are you doin out there?
You're chillin I'm winnin
Oh by the way the album's out go get
I get high
Just to just to balance out the lows
I’m Jazzy Jeff’n smoke
Tryna get throwed
Come through, eyes low
Waddup doe
We just some young niggas
tonight
But soon I'll be by your side
I know you wonder if I
Know how you're feeling inside
So many things on your mind
Too much to think for a child
imported, yeah
My whip fast feel like Jeff Gordon, yeah
Red dot on the beat 'cause I'm recording, yeah
'Bout to blow up so big they can't ignore it, yeah
I'm
Epic Rap Battles of History!
Mansa Musa versus Jeff Bezos!
Begin!
Wallah, by the holy Quran I lay my hand upon
I blaze Bezos, inflict inflammatory
groomed me
Chicago balooned me
Jeff kooned me
Built for Cuban links
Columbia cocooned me
Kumba Ya By my Kumba linx
The youth grew me
The work I do four em
.jpg/210px-EVERY_TIME_I_DIE-2_(cropped).jpg "Keith Buckley")
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