Lyrics:
got me out here spendin' more time with my daughter (he do)
Takin' Kobe from us had the whole world stressed
You coulda took a average player, not one
than life and deeper than death
The world of rap is like a kitchen and I am the chef
Boy, are these MC's really startin to irk me
Make it to the top,
than life and deeper than death
The world of rap is like a kitchen and I am the chef
Boy, are these MC's really startin to irk me
Make it to the top,
Fuck a baby daddy, take his kid’s Mott’s
Leave both dem bastards pissed off
Fuckin on yo auntie, got a wristwatch
I’m tryna buy da world wit dis big cock
to the homies like basketball assists
West Coast Vengeance
East Coast Revenue something new like
Pac in Versace lenses Big in the Khaki Suit
Best of both worlds
north east north west which DJMC is the best
give it a rest it's not a test i think that we both impress
north east north west may as well join as one
from side to side and front to back
Won't dance, if the mc's wack
The crowd go psycho even if I don't move
Some like the groove cause I'm so smooth
When I get on you react in a rage
People from side to side and front to back
won't dance, if the MC's wack
The crowd go psycho even if I don't move
and droppin, stoppin all MC's
[Verse One: ]
[Run]
Connect, eject, and collect respect
Get down to the sound 'cause I come correct
So when I write
Both fucked the same bitch, just not the same night
You just took her phone number
I just took her home with a-
'Nother bitch, menage
Boomerang,
there with the best
Playing a World Cup tournament out there
In a vital Test
(Ah) Then someone wrote a signboard for all the world to see
He held it high
the MC's in 'em, season 'em, put 'em on a beat with me, then I'm eating 'em
Get away from the table, you rappers ain't hungry enough, you rappers ain't
Yeah they call me MC Meshugana
Niggas walk up with some pork
And I'm killin' 'em this is my street
Up in Brooklyn
Seymour Schwartz i'm a certified
MC's over it
Best believe it's over with
What would Jesus do
Shit
I did what Hova did
Throwing diamonds up
With the all seeing eye in it
Checkerboards
put-them-in-the-hospital
Lars: Business and art, there's a very fine line
There's the person that you are
And the person when you rhyme
But the best MC's bring both
Yeah, uh that pagan, World Star that pagan
World Star that pagan, World Star that pagan
World Star that pagan, World Star that pagan
World Star that
Bitches try to rap like they was always tough
But that's bullshit cause niggas know my name ring bells
From M.C. J.H. ?????????
Got much love for most
But yours celibate but fuck the gun play
Why they put a Bugatti against a Hyundai?
Some say I'm the best, fuck what
The rest of 'em say, you dumb gay
example
Unsolved mystery
Life lost in a funk sample
Enter the bandwagons
Braggin' hangin' banners
Clearin' the way for younger MC's
And new hammers
the unthinkable and sacrificed both of they dreams
Just so three of they kids could live here with ease
Hoped for the best knowing karma will come back around for
there's the fucken door
I ain't trying to take it slow
I'm just trying speed it up, eat it up
Sit on my face for the best seat in the show
Why do I feel
frank, taking over this world
I want best of both shines
Like diamonds and pearls
Never gave a fuck though
And paybacks a bitch if I see my luck sold
Then
Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang
You think I'm kinda crazy
But I gotta few regrets livin like a king
With a pocket full of grit's
We come from different worlds
Don't
best, what she told me
I love my uncles to death. They both OGs
cnd I'm running for success like a nosebleed
cnd nowadays I time travel at my own speed
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