Lyrics:
your eye's bruised
Easy murder a man
He's a good MC but he can't write tunes
Shouting like the mic ain't switched on
Is that him or Mr wong? You're
coast to coastin'
Rub it on your skin like lotion
What's the commotion? Oh my Lord
Another cord chopped by the Wu-Tang sword
Hey, hey, hey, like Fat
coast to coastin'
Rub it on your skin like lotion
What's the commotion? Oh my Lord
Another cord chopped by the Wu-Tang sword
Hey, hey, hey, like Fat
R-I-P to R-A-P
E-M-I-N-E-M's back with the D-R-E
And I'm the
S-L-I-M (what?) S-H-A-D-Y (woo)
I'm H-I-G-H (yeah), yeah, baby, high
I'm not
Let me tell you somethin' about an a-b-c style
The a the be, the c the d the e the f the g the h the I the j the k
The l the m the n the o the p
Don't be, don't be (Way) Church
Don't be a drag, just be a queen
Whether you're broke or evergreen
You're black, white, beige, cholo descent
You're
with these
Sixteen's is much more than a rap
This is pure facts
You see what's really good when
You catch him by himself
Dolly, I leave a fool holy like
I be that cold, be careful when I’m on the scene
Mash mode, I do this sh** by any means
I be fresh though, they envy and supposedly
In my Jay’s h
snorin' your flow borin'
Sort of like channel five at four in the mornin'
(Rock) Adult (made under on the par) give up hope
Grab the devil by the throat
and the one that don't fit
Yeah
Black sheep, yeah, who that is?
it's the one you seek out when you going through shit!
Black sheep Black sheep, you're
Toxic
Written by Oliber Rodriguez & Richard c Santana
-Hook-
I got that toxic p***y
The bite dont bark no p***y
He might just eat the p***y
Bon
back, you're pissed
Keep running your mouth
I'll run in your house and kidnap your kids
Faith like Evans
I'm a survivor, pricks wanna send but get 187
By
more like a pimp (yeah!)
I love black pussy but I sure won't simp
I got the bitches on my jock like an airplane wing
And only way for me to get 'em
stern and justice stood
And people were behavin' like
They ought ta good
There lived a lil' boy who was misled
By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said
or evergreen touch hair
You're black, white, beige, cholo
Descent, you're Lebanese, you're orient
Whether life's disabilities, left
You outcast, bullied,
average, Chicken of the Sea, candidate for H.I.V.
You'd rather deal with monogamy
Queen to be held, Black Mahogany
You're bout to bust dammit, sugar
when it's dry, overly potent
P spent '09 sending for me
And the fans wanna know why nobody's spoken
And a few of them are losing faith in G H
So I gotta
a fool
Cause I'm takin off from the tip-top of the key
with the rock passed by the Pharoahe M-O-N, see-H
the chosen lyrical soldier who backs me up
when
the T.I.P, Bun-B and Slim Thug
I got drank by the pint
Dro by the pound
Headed to the club in the boss top down
Slim Thug bout to clown represent H-town
If
flow and blow
Puerto Rico Southside Latin you're feed pattern
Black people mingle white people buy my single
Bingo bangle let go my
*Chorus*
(Te Awanui and Donald)
N.Z.H.I.P.H.O.P
Graft b-boys, DJ's and MC's
Represent to the fullest only the strongest can survive
Aotearoa commence
down niggas that look just like you
What up, Blood? What up, cuz? It's all black, I love us
The paper read "Murder, black-on-black murder"
The paper
up
I know you see me on your caller I.D
So pick up the P-H-O-N-E
Pick up the phone, boy
Pick up the phone
Ayiyiyi
I said you know it would be
bustin', the game you hustlin', the days you're cuttin'
The flame you cuffin' and the lames you snuffin', your name is nothin'
Growin' up in P.A., I knew
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