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Guess Who's Back

Scarface

Def Jam 30

2014

so cool!

Guess who's bizack?
Back on the block with the old Face Mob
Mack Mittens and Hov'
Don't make me relapse
Back to the block with the fo'

doorstep coming for your soul, so you better get focused
Burning like a flame, Johnny Storm couldn't hold me
It's Mr. 1-800-I'm at your doorstep coming for

[Mr. Shadow]
Quivole
Mr. Shadow, Lil' Rob
Viscious Man Funk on the boards
Coming at you for the 98
And it won't stop
Check It

[Mr. Shadow]
It is I

speak so well"
Are you the one we look to, the decent Negro?
The acceptable Negro - hell nah
But they say, "These are our heroes"

Uh, Massa used to breed

When I arrived in New York
The immigration officer asked me
Where have you been Mr. Bim
Where have you been, Joe
You've been abroad for too long Mr

eyesight's not too good today and his taster's kinda queer

So when he helped with Mrs. Santa's cooking for the year
He put ketchup in the gumdrops, mustard in

shit|A lot of people want my spot|But I don't hesitate|The track label by legacy|Won't appreciate|I stand strong|Everything I put my hands on|Me and Mr

motivated by the future though

I stopped wearing jewels and started dropping them
Stopped looking for jobs and started making them
This jawn from Africa,

yes a holy night, 
Until Mr. Claus turned into Santa muthafuckin' right? 

Deck the halls with balls of holy 
Tra la la la la la la la la 
Tis

book!
here let me read you this one
Chrismas in Compton
it was a silent night, yes a holy night
until Mr. Claus turned into Santa muthafuckin' right?

The Meth Lab

Streetlife

The Meth Lab

2015

Welcome to the meth lab, listen, it's time to cook
Not confessions of a video vixen, we by the book
Start the fire, I can tell what you thinkin' just by

Open It Up

Migos

Culture II

2018

Kriss Kross jump
Uh, ooh, with a bale in the trunk (uh-huh)

Mr. Miyagi, tats on my body (yeah)
Racks up the party (uh)
Facts say I got it (yeah)

country no need to give it to me

I said man-oh-man
Where'd the good times go?
Back when Fall by Clay Walker was playin' on the radio
So I sang

like a colonizing theme song
When he's gone, I guess he's Mr. Talkative
So mean that in the afternoons his shadows wouldn't walk with him
Often lost

"Are you alright Mrs. Moonshine, have you lost your mind?
You're so divine in that silk dress, give me your time
Have you lost your way to the free

at the block by 2
It's me and you whatcha gonna do
Comeee thru
Comeee thru
Groooveee I wanna see you move those hips
So moooveee put me in ya mix
Groooveee keep

to come by
I will dig in the sand all day long
Oh no where has Mr pinchy Pinchy gone?

Pinchy pinchy pinchy pinchy pinchy (O oh)
Pinchy in my butthole

to speak
Hey Ms. Red Dress
Time so precious
Yield your time to me
I’m Mr. Selfish
Lost for too long
I forgot what you look like
Hypnotized by your looks
I

A lot of people want my spot
But I don't hesitate
The track label by legacy
Won't appreciate
I stand strong
Everything I put my hands on
Me and Mr. I-Be

So me say rata tara
Mr Vibes on the beat ehh
 (Dem go Hear dis 1)

Who stole the meat from the cooking pot 
Ogbono feli feli no be lie the girl she

Intro

 Now, well even Mrs. Claus has to set the record straight ever once in a while

Hmm

Verse 1

Tell me this, what does Christmas mean to you

Freakin' it, yeah it's time, I'ma tippy toes, goofy all the crime, cook this shit up, call me Mr. White, yeah that's not right, yeah, shit someone is

surrounded by gold
I live for caring, not keen on sharing though
I get so miffed at that fat bitch who lives up in the North Pole
I wanna be your favorite

Let's begin from the start
Fall asleep here is fine 
Mr. Dreams came to us
Wearing cord-pants

He's a boy with a scar
So sweet, so kind
Never giving