Lyrics:
the girlies goin' crazy
Vanilla's on the mic and you know I'm not lazy
I'm pumpin' up the lyrics in a smooth way
I drop 'em like a bum rush much as what we say
Shit just don't change to this day
I'm this way, still tell that ut-slay itch-bay
Uck-say my ick-day, 'scuse my ig-pay atin-lay
But uck-fay you ig-pay
your heads was convertibles!!
Hah, if you still look up in the sky I'm still high
All the way live like Lakeside
Wann die? E (whattup son), you got this
have to appeal
To a greater audience
Generalise or musical demise
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Generic themed and simplified
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This a number one champion sound (yeah)
Yeah, Estelle, we 'bout to get down (get down)
Who the hottest in the world right now? (Huh)
Just touched
Biz Markie
Making music orderly is my specialty
When I go, ah one two, girls get excited
When they hear my lyrics they wanna recite 'em
I know y'all
like "alright cool
If this is the first thing we’re gonna
We just did together like I can’t wait
To see how it all comes out"
I’m Kevin Churko, I’m one
I'm for real, shootin' lyrics like a harpoon
Across the crowd, to listeners and spectators
So let's groove with the smooth operator
'Cause I'm so
On full blast is my radio
Radio
Up comes this guy in his flashy car
In his mouth stuck a big cigar
Needed my help said he lost his way
I never heard
I lied when I said I miss you
I write my lyrics with a pencil
Sorry but I cannot fix you
On my way, trying to find where to place my words
With
mic
Transmitting lyrics like teletype
Reacting to a beat in a whisper
And like a transistor, I'm sounding dope when I'm crisper
The shortest length
Songwriter, write those lyrics
Work your magic
Songwriter, you may not know it but
Your Song Is Like A Shining Star
Spreading light and warmth
the day?
Lord have mercy
Who will find a way?
Lord have mercy
Who will take away the strife
Lord have mercy
Oh Lord, rescue me from this life
Lord
hair
All the way from South Philly on a wing and prayer
And still bringin' it yeah
[Chorus]
Come on take it there
Come on take it there
Let's
my eyes
Now can your mind picture, a thug nigga drinkin' hard liquor
This ghetto life has got me catchin' up to God quicker
Who would figure that
you
I burn an MC and then I burn another zoot
Big batty girl she haffi work work work
Say she loves how I give them this work work work
I'll say
You still love me?
Take this
You ready? One, two, three
'Cause the more you put me through
The more it makes me wanna come back to you
You say
clear
In this direction, where do we go from here?
[Chorus]
I kick the lyrics strictly wreckin' the head
Not forgetten what is written, stickin'
Abazaba
You know we get in the studio
And do what we do best you know
Beautiful shit but this time around I wanna
Do something different homeboy
You
these lyrics make you weep
Always making more and more
For my little fucking whores
Wh- wh- whisper on this track but I'm still spitting fax
Spraying no
GLORY IN VAIN LYRICS:
DEALER "Come on come on put your chips up let's do this"
I aint fucken around without a check check
You never know.
Big
Game
But enough on me let's talk about who own Pain
Oh man, we goin be here for a whole day
Talking bout who started this artist shit it's way harder
Remilekun Khalid Safaru
Now im getting paper
These niggas try to talk shit
Say I hail fraudsters
Man nigga fuck it
My lyrics on the rhyme page
Won ni kin lo
(All right is everybody ready yeah!)
(Alright now here we go)
Nationowl divides this bomb to blow
Adios serials worldwide
Once inside ya
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