Lyrics:
Jove
Mind's focused, balance fucked up
Ra, ra, ra, it's all back to the Dogstar and
If it's his round I'm quite partial to another Marlon at the bar
say..
"Somebody stole my piece of chicken!"
[Pharoahe Monch]
Round (up) round (up) one (two) three
I'm fresh out of the batch, and you can't catch me
call me a phoenix
You smell like a turd
Where the fuck have you been at
Finna blow up
Then get me some beats from the bynx
Then imma make me a remix
Jove
Mind's focused, balance fucked up
Ra, ra, ra, it's all back to the Dogstar and
If it's his round I'm quite partial to another Marlon at the bar
a fat Lex'
Puff rhymin' on the remix, what's next?
It hurts so bad, I wanna smack 'em
My favorite crew members break up
Turn around and join whack
to share a slice of pie with me
We laughed a bit at that
then she asked if I had time to stay
For another cup of Joe
before she had to go
She’s in my dreams
feat. Fat Joe, JuJu, Noreaga
Uh
JuJu
Nore
Fat Joe
Tony Touch
Joe Crack 'the don'
Top of the world, we ain't gonna stop till you earl
got
Take another sip of lean
Let it go down slowly
Now I'm rolling
Now I got it
These niggas riding round like they running shit
We the topic
Shit gotta
down, pop trunk, I'm out that H-town
[Verse 4: Yungstar]
Out H-town, showing surround by sound
Yesterday y'all got mad when I shown nothing but round
I'm
Understand my moves
Cause they be
Too perplexed
Yes
Yes yes
But I break it down though
See I really dive in
Go another round though
Don’t be confused
By my
down, pop trunk, I'm out that H-town
[Verse 4: Yungstar]
Out H-town, showing surround by sound
Yesterday y'all got mad when I shown nothing but round
I'm
you figure speed on before you get peed on n****
[Mack 10]
Fool what side is you
Red or the blue
While as the L.A. zoo it's round two
I ignite
It was down to the old Joe barrom
On the corner by the square
They were serving the drikns as usual
And the usual crowd was there
I was down
Hit em wid a riddim
Sharper then another bruddas knife
Let me slow down
Violate we go round
I don't want no sound
I bark like grey hound
Apart the day
you need
Y'all know what it is
We'd like to welcome you to another round of hip-hop in it's purest form
On behalf of Heaven Studios and Works of Mart
Queensbridge come together
Uh, you brought Queensbridge back
And like my man Fat Joe
You made the Bronx lean back
Nastradamus I seen that
You was ahead of your
Find another crew of niggas that can fuck with this
Lyrical bully given verbal bruises to crews fool
You must be on dick dope and dynamite
How you
your bones
And you'll know where I'm from by the time that I'm done
I come from a place where no matter the weather
We rally together, we're second
Yeah. Uh. Joe crack the don!
Ton' Sunshine. Terror, uhh
Terror squad, its our time!
Uhh, yea, hand it ova
Uh, yo, uh-huh, what, yea, uh... woo
(It's Tha Liks baby)
(It's Tha Liks baby)
Here to wet your top
So all the ladies gather round, it's time to party down
That's right (That's
and make it stack
Blowing loud by the pack
Put it down for them racks
Hitting laps round the track
Transact and bring it back
Check the trap
Check the trap
a gun
For the ones who bump they gums who the one
Said a nigga was'nt gonna make another record said I was wack and washed up, done
Said a nigga might
A brother'll blow this
Another ferocious jam, I smother the ?grossagran?
I hover above the land of lame emcees that don't blow
I'm poppin' the clip and then bo
and vacuuming (yeah)
Rapping in the booth in a triple fat goose hazmat suit
Bubble wrap and a mask too and
I don't think that's what they meant by trap music
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