Lyrics:
the cybernetic cascade
Blade Runner walks, with shadows by his side,
In the neon city, where illusions hide
Verse 3
Through the smog and haze, he tracks his prey,
til it scratched then I stole a cassette to re-tape it
That was over two decades ago
Thirty-three a nigga still trying to be the goat
These days I been
of course
I'm open the doors, cause you pushed me to force
Love is a sport, the ball's in my court
I won't let you down anymore
If what you say is true, the Shaolin and the Wu Tang could be dangerous (yeah, yeah)
Do you think your Wu Tang sword can defeat me? (Ayo, ayo)
Ayo,
listen up, I'll spit some fire
Talking 'bout hacking, it's my desire
KiwiBot's in my sight, gonna take it down
With Anonymous by my side, we'll wear
Cadillac doors
Who choosin' hoes, you losin' hoes, you niggaz loose witcha hoes
You motherfucker y'all ain't used to no hoes
Niggaz want to lojack, track
Cadillac doors
Who choosin' hoes, you losin' hoes, you niggaz loose witcha hoes
You motherfucker y'all ain't used to no hoes
Niggaz want to lojack, track
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
ease, the end is here at last
Jet real fast with your tail between yo ass
(The more dangerous)
My rap begins by collision, Trigga mention
The flow
Nas on these songs, I Puff, they hate me
Hurricane Game, Katrina'd the AP
Top-down, the AC with X and AZ
Ruff Rydin', you can see this Draco in HD
basketball
In the backyard on a forty by sixty-three foot long sports court (what?)
Hope I don't go back to slangin' ya-yo (ha)
Slangin' yayo (slangin'
we're dangerous
Rule things worldwide
I'm too rude!!!
Six in the morning
Po-po at they door
But they ain't gone get them
'Cause they got a window
to this shit, I wrote me a manual
A step-by-step booklet for you to get
Your game on track, not your wig pushed back
Rule nombre uno, never let no chick
a manual
A step-by-step booklet for you to get
Your game on track, not your wig pushed back
Rule nombre uno: Never let no chick know
What you and your man do
The murder game down
You a bitch nigga should've
Stayed on the porch got up in the game and
Don't even know the sport
Ride for yo nigga thats how the game go
intelligence
A young man handle the game like Merill Lynch
3 a.m. breathing, leaning in gates
I mean creaming,
Selling these cakes in slabs like Lanolakes
the game
And you never talk down on a player's name
Cause I'm (Too $hort, Too $hort)
You see, I'm fresh like always with funky beats
I say what's up
On the stage everybody hold it
Down let's get it Cass'
Listen i got a Calicoe
So right off top I'll have
You chumps runnin' out
The door like Brizz after
and I got it and want one more (One more)
Opportunity ain't always knocking on your front door (Front door)
So go get a piece of the 3.14
No one else
Is
and I got it and want one more (One more)
Opportunity ain't always knocking on your front door (Front door)
So go get a piece of the 3.14
No one else
Is
styles
Takin' out wack MC's by the piles, for real
Episode #2: God's Gift
I have no strings to hold me down
Beware of the Tupperware
It's
teach them in the schools?
Who'd make the beggers keep in line? Learn them all the rules?
Who's tell us whitewash windows? When to take down doors
Mall in this fucking gumbo
Straight paper
Straight fetti
Straight gumbo
Verse3(Dangerous Dame)
Niggas we pull
Niggas will say
We're live in Marin City
Joining the manhunt for
The four suspects in the Marin City massacre
Where six police officers and
Three informants have
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