Lyrics:
[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
One-two, one-two, yo
What the fuck is the deal, it's Toney Starks, nigga
Ya niggas know what time it is, the kid with
shit's authentic, by the times I've been a victim of identity theft
You got some missing pieces in your chemistry set
You tried to copy in the lab, I
(Intro) (0:00 - 0:12)
Da pressures on me cuz it always is, YK I luh dat kid, beat it bop well course it did, shouldn’t resort ta dis, much of me be
Right about now
You are about to be possessed
By the sounds of
MC Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock
Hit it!
It takes two to make a thing go right
It
Right about now
You are about to be possessed
By the sounds of
MC Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock
Hit it!
It takes two to make a thing go right
It
on they sockets making imposters jump
You ain't real boy, I'm here to fill a void
Leave the fakers by the gate, tell them to kill the noise
In my circle
guide
Flowing from the Vernon worldwide
It's the funk god, taking you worldwide, so bust it
Flowing over beats cause it's a must, kid
That I proceed
to jump in the track
You know I'm 'bout to come up with somethin fat
When I take control can't nothin hold me back
[ VERSE 2 ]
How could you bop
Push pounds by the ounce when you fuck with that skunk weed
Yah that skunk weed when I'm rolling up primo
Cash a huge dab just consider that my pre toke
by my side treat her alright
She calling me Papi
Fam they love the way I step bro
No step sis
When I step in the game
To many man like to do this
But
the moans of Al Capone
Gun POW to the dome
And split the bone, wig blown off the ledge
By the alledged, full-fledged, sledge RZA edge
One dose of my
with my boo thang
I go by two names I'm dripped and loose with my shoe strangs
Cream like wu tang
The way I kick this shit is Liu kang
This year a new
I got a few crackers
I’m feeling that Ritz
She bathe in my kids
I’m showing that biz
Cash money shit
I spit in your grits
I got a few tricks
This
So it's really hard to tell a kid that he's goin under
I never thought I lived to see us chill
Crips and Bloods holdin hands, the shit is ill
But I
times, rain or shine, we were so damn clever
Growing pains with our simple minds
Step by step, day by day, there's a heart, a hand to hold on to
I remember
don't know my name? Just call me super bad
Working with my feet, feet
Two step and I Dougie on a bitch, I hit the beat, beat
Same way Imma hit up
up with lead
Bend through the opps I'm tryna catch 'em
(24 is the GOAT)
How you smokin' my dead and
I don't got no dead
They know my bop, Mr everything
me cause
Who would I wanna be
Buh buh skrrrrahhh
If he run up on me he get sprayed
Yuh yuh
Two sticks hibachi no turna
Buh buh buh buh
Talking on bro
missin',
Watch me, grand prix, champy for wealth driven
Yo, you go one for my hustle (hustle)
Two to rock rhyme (two to rock rhyme)
From the muscle kid
really drink Mohitos
But still i'm chilling with spirits
Beg that they don't pree' when I'm on that
One small step for the kid first contact
Two of them
reke
Kere rip Siya ke tsholla pack
Ke shorta ka kreke
Rapella 2 bop 2 bop BBS ele mmeke
3 lane mo Sekhu keno tlatse le pleke
O condemna ke speke
Hasha
MM dROP! Yes indeed
It's the Biz Markie with the Beatnuts
And I'm gonna count along with
This girl like this
One, two we'll come for you
Three, four
Aye bitch look how I spit this shit
Pussy ass nigga
Bitch ass nigga
Bitch I got that thang on me
These niggas wanna bop wanna see me now
Ima drop yo
up and say
Hey mister give me two give me two cos any two can play
And the big wheel keep on turning neon burning up above
And I'm just high
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