Lyrics:
Witty as can be and not for sale
Always funky fresh, could never be stale
Took a test to become an MC and didn't fail
I couldn't wait to demonstrate
Witty as can be and not for sale
Always funky fresh, could never be stale
Took a test to become an MC and didn't fail
I couldn't wait to demonstrate
pretend to be a Huxstible
Waitin on the Lord but take action when He say bust a move
I Krush a groove and then take a demon's lunch at school
In the name
survive without my radio
Terrorising my neighbours with the heavy bass
I keep the suckas in fear by the look on my face
My radio's bad from the Boulevard
MCs, how? To rhyme first
Of course you rap last, so you can show off your skirt
I guess it didn't work on "4 3 2 1"
You got out done by
MCs, how? To rhyme first
Of course you rap last, so you can show off your skirt
I guess it didn't work on "4 3 2 1"
You got out done by
hairline recedes
New York City, don't get it confused
Your song will last as long as your part in "Krush Groove"
Body moves, the battles, bullets,
survive without my radio
Terrorising my neighbours with the heavy bass
I keep the suckas in fear by the look on my face
My radio's bad from the Boulevard
hard enough to shatter brick fences
Ya toy MC, claimin' to be a competitor
But I'm already seven steps ahead of ya
If you want smoke, check the smoke
style, not heard by the usual
You bite you get damaged, so my brothers stay mutual
While I'm makin and takin, emcees shakin and flakin
Pre-heat my oven
" because you're curious
Of the rap style, not heard by the usual
You bite you get damaged, but my brothers stay mutual
[parrish smith]
While I
authentic
It keeps them suckas jockin' so my windows stay tinted
I meant it when I said "I will pimp til I die"
Makin' them bitches cry
And nigga, don't
a bunch of junk food
Pockets fat, boy, I shoulda been in Crush Groove
Flow super like Mario on a mushroom
Ho, I break rules, livin' like an outlaw
hairline recedes
New York City, don't get it confused
Your song will last as long as your part in "Krush Groove"
Body moves, the battles, bullets,
Them by the real name
Soop sucker, some male MCs
In full effect, I'm pulling all of these
But when I'm on the mic
You know I do things right
I'm in house
the back door
Been faithful to this girl but
She’s shaking up my world
I met her early 80's
Hi-top fade and figure-8s
At the Krush Groove premier and
I air
Michael and Prince
On the basketball court shootin jumpers and 3’s
was hypnotized first time I heard Sucka MC’s
Then Rick and Doug came out with La Di Da
(pause echo)
Be afraid....You're bitch-made
Sucka... Ya got played
Yah been had, I'm in the lab
Crankin' up mad heat ...
Lightin' up spliffs.. sippin' that
authentic
It keeps them suckas jockin' so my windows stay tinted
I meant it when I said "I will pimp til I die"
Makin' them bitches cry
And nigga, don't
Check it
I set it off, by lettin' you know I can flow to many beats
Similar to groove so freely
People say I'm gettin' kinda greedy, but so what
I
on the cut
Man I got great pass and struts, pull up in a brand new Lexus truck
With Screw eating on barbecue, like Master P say Hoody ho
Nigga I stay Sucka
of the payout, I'm thinking that they way out
Way out, homie, stay out, stay out
This ain't no place for no sucka MC's
Thought I must see, how y'all musty, smoking
I’m a pioneer of hip hoppin, sucka eliminating
Dope beat dropping, never hesitating
Hands levitating to the mic control
By the son of Tomasa, though
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