Lyrics:
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
From A Lemon
And A Lemon To A Lime
He Cuts The Beat In Half The Time
And As Sure Is 3 times 2 is 6
You'll Say Flash Is The King Of The Quick Mix
We're
handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is a-courting one, two, three
Pray, won't you tell me who is she?
Tell me, ma, when I go home
I said, "nah, I'll put on the radio though"
(I might let you go)
Lay back on my back (uh), vibrate
My ex on some BS
She walked out the closet
DJ.. I wanna rock with you
Gotta keep it on strong - gotta keep it on moving along with the beat - my two left feet
Wont hinder me none cos we're 2 as 1
One-double-oh-seven (100.7)
This is for you fellas
Ha ha ha
Something I cooked up the Dope House
In my kitchen ha ha ha yeah
Roll Cadillacs
One-double-oh-seven (100.7)
This is for you fellas
Ha ha ha
Something I cooked up the Dope House
In my kitchen ha ha ha yeah
Roll Cadillacs
the record came out she called me 2 days ago
Man my phone is off the hook with people asking me for tapes and free records
I ain't with it
Word man
Bust
behind bars
Beef ain't the Summer Jam for Hot 97
Beef is the cocaine and AIDS epidemic
Beef don't come with a radio edit
Beef is when the judge is
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
played a game of NBA 2k
What? You gonna come clean, what
'cause I whooped your ass?
You wasn't even playing, nigga! Get
The fuck out of here, nigga!
You
the mid-life crisis', y'all know who the nicest is
Always tell it like it is in spite of it
Dudes frontin' quite a bit, know I've grown tired of it
Sometimes
rewards! She's a fake
STOP IT! Who dares disturb a Bengalis' siesta!?
Why do you scream and shout?
What's tickling your rear ends?
What's this all about?
Thinking two, four, six, eight
Who do you appreciate
All these layers stick together
Got a slice, a piece of cake
A peace of mind, a piece of time
I
*****'s like, **** that *****, go play
Baller, did she beep you? Don't call her
Guess who I seen, that freak ***** Paula
She was askin' 'bout ya
nigga's like, fuck that bitch, go play
Baller, did she beep you? Don't call her
Guess who I seen, that freak bitch Paula
She was askin' 'bout ya
she is
But I think that you do
(I think, think that you do)
Daggumit, who is she and what is she to you?
Now, now something in my heart
And in you eyes
Lost up in your palace surrounded by the glitter
By the glitter yuh
Lost up in your green eyes
I cannot see colour
Baby i'm too colourblind
This is
crutching
She said she need me I said treesh who
Keep two
Cannot get enough like it's free food
She cool
Keep an old bay like it's seafood
See you
Start
you've ever seen heads out
Me I bring the Louis V store to the penthouse
I was angry when shh got cheffed down
Left them in the corner shop by the food
like my game's virtual, based on reality
I'm speeding like a bullet at high velocity
You think you stopping me, I think not
Ain't too many who
dancers
Bitin' is forbidden pah, pay that tax
And don't you ever look at us funny, boy, we'll bring rap back
And that'll hurt you like Superman, chased by
the urge, to get busy
Like those dizy lizys, who used to dance for you, your through
I can't put it more blunt, your vocab is restricted
You're addicted,
5 mics
Hook
J.R. Writer:
You gotta feel the heathen, we guerilla breathin'
It's the Dips, get the drift, this is Killa Season
Watch him kill
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