Lyrics:
Here in 1992, we present the fabulous What's The Scenario remix
Whereas, there are seven MC's
Six which are in physical form, one which is in
[Lil' Kim]
Yeah, uh
You put your bliss in
I put my wrist in, what's missing?
I'm talking to you, 'cause when I shine, I glisten
Sure picked a fine
from hurricanes to a slow rain
Your thoughts are so plane, I rearrange your whole frame
Until my whole name grow out your brain like Rogaine
Letter by
Papi chulo can't you see? mi amor
Baby I need you conmigo
Your style is my steelo te necesito aqui
Te necesito yo a ti, te amo
Baby come to me
Baby
avowals of
Religious faith to maintain an
Aura of respectability our
Civilization, such as it is
Was shaped by religion
And the men who aspire to public
hot
(I know that)
Yall sleep
And while yall watch
(I bet that)
I'm go'n eat
You don't wanna go to war with a god
I figured by now
Y'all be pointing me
and found a budding tree
So I took it as a message, now I spark up like I'm cheech
Let me tell you how it is, in the south as a kid with the style that we did
fine.
But you don't like our kind. Do you?
Junkyard Dog. Hot tin roofs cradle kittens with them sub par flaws.
Rappin is my radio, graffiti is my TV.
of the block, four four in the glock
Fuckin' your girl if the bitch is hot
By any means
Movin' the cash crops, flippin' the fast rocks
Stickin' the women who love
on and on and on
On and on and on
This is the year that I come in and just devastate
My style is great ask your peoples can I dominate?
My rhymes are harder than last night's erection
Yea our stamina is low but we gotta refill
Make sure that his name live forever in The Mill
We gon see him one day but we got to wait a lil
Trust God
the freaky hype style
That I know you never had in a while
So let's fuck, I mean really really fuck
You sure you ready? Then try your luck
Bring me
the towers
A shower of gunshots at Sour
Prof sure could tell by the thug walk
Did you know? Here's something to crunch on
Different typo chappies that burst
I remember when I was young
Shit I had so much fucking fun
Jumping around, taking a ride in a car
Road trip-style, I saw so much
I had everything I
need no press
I'mma hot boy shout out Weezy baby
If your man is low
Nigga, you should pay 'em
I got bitches in my swimming pool
Real life mermaids
the Mothership unknown to man
With a blunt in my hand, a mic in the other hand
God damn I slam I jam like this
Sure nuff, my rap style is Cold Crush
And plus,
right
Know Imma kick, know imma drop
Make sure my shit so tight
I seen you mad, seen you hot
Like you got took by a ghost white
Notice you bitter, cuz I
right beside New York
Yeah, the streets is watchin' even Mimes wanna talk
I run up on a DJ, smack em' on camera
Makin' sure I get my wax on like
the return of the arrival;
Turnkey file with certainty in the style
cshes smoldering in a burning pile;
"Sure hot", its the first thought when they heard
breath away
Your love will never fade
And I’ll be yours
Such such a hot mess
When
My hair is undone you say Paris style
I throw things at you you can’t
die smiling
Try wilding, I get hostile then I'm violent
I don't make threats nigga I promise
My style is stalin mixed with sick lyrics
If you hear it,
'posed to be the illest on three coasts
Familia, bigga than Icos
Y'all, Danny DeVitoes, small niggaz
All I see is the penny heaters, that's all niggaz
You niggas is clones,
I hand out styles like ice cream cones
get the fuck out'a here
[Pusha T]
Thats for real, my gats is real
SL5 is looking like
can you handle my stamina?
You won't believe the things I say when you walk by
My game cool but when it's on but it's hot when I talk high
Now
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