Lyrics:
prone to static
Come through the jam and wreck the mic by force of habit
Tantalizin' make you feel good like cryin'
I can't be dissed so you can stop
so I just
Made up some rhymes that are hyper than hyperspace
Ced Gee will kick bass, eliminate
Rappers who think quick slick with a few tricks
Can't be
interview
"Have the Cubbies run right out into the middle of the field
Have Keith Moreland drop a routine fly
Give everybody two bags of peanuts
Ironic 'cause I think I'm gettin' so huge I need a shrink
I'm beginnin' to lose sleep, one sheep, two sheep
Going coo-coo and kooky as Kool Keith
But
Wanna Know You Better
By Ruben H Smith III
You’re my Genie
You’re my genie
In a bottle
Coke body so fine my model
I be thinking about how to wow
Greyhound
Just me hittin like a beat from Dr. Dre, out
I'll be waiting on you (I'll be waiting)
I'll be waiting on you (I'ma be right here, for you ba-by
i must not have a lot
RK:girl you can't be serious
in fact i think ya gaming
NV:look just call my manager up and he will make the arrangements
On you and him, your whole crew
Let's film it, now take two
Watch the movie, your brain will be the star
Thoughtless, when I take you far
be this, there wouldn't be Chris,
Or a Public Enemy with a black power fist.
No Queen Latifa, no Will Smith either,
There would only be tight jeans,
shout out to Will Smith
Cause who didn't wanna be the Fresh Prince
Flat top, gold chain and some fresh kicks?
My nigga Nas told me money make the world
nines in the bedroom, Glocks in the kitchen
A shotty by the shower if you wanna shoot me while I'm shittin'
Uhh, the lesson from the Smith and Wesson is
and the butter to the bread
Don't be misled by what I say
You say dust to dust and ashes to ashes
? man cut, I'm faster than Flash is
You're the one
2 Scoops-
Yeah, my mind get complex like sex
nigga Scoop is on the microphone and I gets wrecked
can I wreck this, from Long Beach to Texas
I be
will be the good ol' days
Oh and we're arm in arm as we sing away
In the future this will be the good ol' days
Ten o'clock and it's off, what
strengthen me.
When faced with evil, give me wisdom.
Give me peace & keep me humble.
Produced By: King Chris for ELR Music
Co-Produced By: Keith Keahey
on
She said she'd get freaky with me I'm like jackpot
She sucked me off gave me great head I was like jackpot
Head spinning like Will Smith then did my
of duckin' one time
I told my nigga give me a price, he said love
They gon' be gone by the night like they Suge
We need a bride for this Glock 'cause we
with me
It was just a selfish thing on my part
I was there at the mainstream appearance of rap
I remember Curtis Blow, Jazzy Jeff, and Will Smith, NWA, 2
when time stopped.
Garcia does something that makes me forget about those car speakers forever. Garcia, a genius, grabs me by the arm and he walks me out
else
Then that shit ain't genuine
Like Chasing Benjamin's
Will give a nigga adrenaline
Influenced by pain
Molded by Zane
Made your neighbors know my name
and the butter to the bread
Don't be misled by what I say
You say dust to dust and ashes to ashes
? man cut, I'm faster than Flash is
You're the one
Chorus: cool Keith (repeat 2X)
I'm seein robots, passin by, everyday (I'm seein robots!)
I'm seein robots, lah lah lah lah lah lah
I'm seein
than your video
Fuck a sadiddy ho
This that rap city flow, hit Flex
Let the city know, shit
By time you hear this
A nigga will be up on Arsenio
And I got
to be a jungle man
But these niggas acting tamed
Man mighty would've been blanked
And one nigga shot two niggas
In da gang
And we ain't get no
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