Lyrics:
a sponge, knowledge, and wisdom I absorb fast
I'm in a class by myself, you do the math
God gave me style, God gave me grace
God give me style, God give
style
Feel the shame
When you hit the ground
style
Conor is a warrior
style
I can perform Pound by pound
style
I can perform Pound by pound
is a warrior
a rapper who's spitting fly
Imma Get 'em Blinded by going eye to eye
While My city don't know that I'm finna rhyme
Imma start my own flow and my vibe
Style's
how you straight from the south but your style's so east coast
Peep though I'm not about the kilos, I doubt I need those
No hero but I never amount
de lifestyle we lead
Whoa, a pure pretty gal we want
You shoulda know by de style weh you hear a chant
Whoa, a pure pretty gal we need
No bother ask
Hypnotize
uh, uh, uh uh uh
Brooklyn style wit a Lc smile
Spoil me much, coins make me go wild
Top of the world you don't look down
Flip
I step out, looking so fly
Gucci on my feet, Gucci in my eye
I ain't playin', I'm all about the brand
You can tell by my gear, I'm the man
Gucci's my
And you don't stop (right)
You got Original Flavour (right)
We bout to blow it up (right)
I got a couple of friends with me
Many styles, many styles
bitten so stop it
Type shit that can't be re-written on copy
By kinko, kodak, fuji films
Kin-folk know that groovy hymns
Spit by him'll put the gospel
Aw shit, here come the man again
You know if you can't with the style that's goin' on right now
Then you need to be sittin' down
If MC's can't
our style
Devil's in me, so fly can get so violent
Bustas silent when I'm on that blow
Enhance my skills that make me trill
Trill enough to kill
The street life is the only life I know
I live by the code style it's mad P.L.O.
Iranian thoughts and cover like an Arabian
Grab a nigga on the spot and put
no be my fault
Ko koshi lo
Now they on me cos I'm the one
Guess who's winnin', check the numbers on board
Inspired by the hustle
Never gave up
Was
Yo, I just want to introduce you to somebody
Goes by the name of Billy
You know
Billy Wild
Billy really wild, he in style
Gone be on top for awhile
Lyrical styles which is true
Done by the A the E the I, I mean Chip Fu
I drippity-drop on hip-hop
I love rub-a-dub because it's crisp
So you really got
an antidote to the material world of things
To authoritarianism
To thought control
By state or religion
The antidote to everything
Psychedelics are tickets
Yeah, smooth
Check it out
(The style that you're used to) --> Humpty Hump
You hear a lot of different songs
But a lot of the same style
You know
With the same FU style I'm wicked and wild and versatile
When the mic is gripped by Chip you better believe it's worth your while
Pause for the cause
catching wild ass vibes
Bless my whole style on a first class high
Got me out west, got me out west
Breaking down the p, rolling by the ounce
I got beauty,
Born with the funk from the womb of Brenda
See I likes the Lords but you used to dig The Spinners
First with the style from the birth canal
And now I
the back of the apartment where they be selling ganja,
but beware of the AK held by HM Thomas,
son gotta keep him high in them bottoms or some old
the back of the apartment where they be selling ganja,
but beware of the AK held by HM Thomas,
son gotta keep him high in them bottoms or some old
ganja
But beware of the AK held by HM Thomas
Son gotta keep him high in them bottoms or some old pyjamas
I said shit ma nigga take another hit
We ran up
Love, Love, Love {CLAP}
Love, Love, Love
Love, American Style,
Truer than the Red, White and Blue.
Love, American Style,
That's me and you.
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