Lyrics:
I'm MR.TOKYO
たった3日で going to the top
MR.TOKYO head to the toe
みんな騒ぐ my name (go like)
たった5日で5年分の job
MR.TOKYO head to the toe
好きに使えよ my name
Why, Mr. Too Calculated
Is everything about you fabricated?
No one word could summarize your strange addiction to the
Prospect of a world without a hint
dressed for y'all, now I don't do that no more, I'm sorry
It's a new day, I don't have the energy
Anybody got a joke?
Okay, so, uh
These are brand
got a clue
MR. HYDE
What's this?
CLOWN
Why it's completely new
OFF-SCREEN VOICE
What's this?
WOLFMAN
Must be a Christmas thing
OFF-SCREEN VOICE
the money, Imma need some fuckin' goggles
Its better to give, but we don't give a fuck about 'em
I just came home, shit then got real hoe
Lil' Weezy-ana,
(tell 'em girl)
Hey yo, my rolls be Liberace
And my bedroom is off the hook all day, designed by Versace
Y'all just watch me, this is how I blow up
bout to change now
Back in the game now, all my niggas in the hood now
Better catch up now, shit's bout to change now
Uh, y'all see I'm in
on
(Don't you know I want your love, don't you know I need your love)
Lil' Kim:
Mr. Biggs, you know you got to keep me jigs
Mr. Biggs, you know you got
by the way
Niggas is talkin', I'm slidin' by the way
That's why I keep my lil mama by the waist
Shawty gotta ride by the way
But I ain't goin' outside
with my infrared
You in danger, Mr. Gangbanger
It ain't cool to take nappy from a stranger
Wit'cha drive-by's it took time to catch ya
But now I
the distance
Hey lil' guy, I'm just walkin' through
From another timeline where monsters eat truth
Physicists say the dough I get's proof
The multiverse
me tell y'all about this shit, went down the other night
Me and the doggs see some niggas, just caught up in the hype
Tryin to ride and get by like
hit one of your friends and
It's some black tubes
Yeah, call Mr gun Knife Lanez
I call me Mr "Damn He Done Fucked My Dame"
It's lil' nigga that you
to the club, walk in than I
Pull to the bar get drinks than I
Pull up to a broad let her know what it is
How it is, why it is what it is
I ain't got time for
. Sprinkler
Wet me for one, Mr. Sprinkler
I'm heatin' high-five in a daze, no split
With a yawn I trip to the dawn
Out comes the bodies following the one
a gun niggas might drive by here
Y'all having fun
Racing all your hotrods there
Downloading all our music on your iPods there
I'm Chuck D, standing in
on
I'm tryna stay in shape
I lift weights and eat grapes
Cause it elevates my mind and my body
It's so hard we get simple
Body is your temple
That's why
Touched by the only one I knew
Deceased by the woman that came through
Then I left for a home so far
Why'd you leave me in such a hole?
Then I knew
home to paper in hand
Ain't gotta brag about the Feds, young man
Old cribs I sold, y'all drive by like monuments
Google Earth Nas, I got flats in
Zone out, with Sean Combs and bizzy-bone out (I see you in the club)
And by one, I'm gettin' thrown out
Mami, got her toes out, ain't one army can
"Oh my"
You ain't got to tell me why you're sick 'cause I know why
I dip through in that six-trey, like "Sick 'em, Dre"
I'm an itch that they can't
to the club, walk in than I
Pull to the bar get drinks than I
Pull up to a broad let her know what it is
How it is, why it is what it is
I ain't got time for
now everybody love Kanye
I'm almost Raymond
Some say he arrogant. Can y'all blame him?
It was straight embarrassing how y'all played him
Last year
home to paper in hand
Ain't gotta brag about the Feds, young man
Old cribs I sold, y'all drive by like monuments
Google Earth Nas, I got flats in
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