Lyrics:
Mackalicious
Ain't you got a king?
Before 10: 00 Westwood, I'm no good
Shaking from here to back to Breckwood
On One FM rap show
The illest flow that you ever
I'm in Jamaica sippin' daquiris, no doubt
We used to havin' nothin' then
Grabbin' somethin' and bustin'
Wanted to be the thug nigga
That my old man
bold, she'll take a piss in the alley
And make big bank, it's the pussy is dope
They keep coming back until the tricks go broke
But if that hoe jumps
he wants to go
Guess I ought to pack my stuff
And do the thing I know
I turn around and head on back
Along the old sea wall
I felt something give
my bitches
If they want your attention
One thing for sure, they gon' get it
I'm cursed with the world's negatives
Probably thinkin' I'm hurt
But that's
time'
You'd a-thought that Jesus Christ his-self was rollin' down the line
'Cause things got real quiet, momma jerked me back
But not before I'd got
stayed up all night, sleep deprived but wake up alright
Fuck it ,you gotta be tired, I done survived things I shouldn't survive
So what? That gotta be
I walked down from the station 'cause I wanted to see,
The kind of things that you might miss from the back of a taxi,
There's just no way to tell
hands
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York
They never used to make a pass
The things that crossed their minds
Now they tell me that it's all right
And they want to be my friend
They're
was none of that crap
Back in 1970
We didn't know about a
World Wide Web
It was a whole different game
Playin' back when
I was a kid
Want
fall, you let it fall
And now you want me, hey
Want me back now
And the thing that's so funny
Is baby, I'm long gone, I'm long gone now
All hands
to the rear son
The last thing you want with Big
L is a fair one cause in a street brawl
I strike men like lightning
You see what happened in
My last fight
Peter Piper picked a pepper, that was his downfall
I'm down with 'Dre 3000 'cause he got my back y'all
Ball if you want to, but do it with some class G
the sky above memorial drive
And if you want a seat you better come on down
'Cause when the band fires up that old glory sound
This is the moment we've all
and mama played the organ.
she had a organ and she played that and she got a real big kick out of it."
Oh Ozilline
The moon is almost full
And you
offended by this, but that's the market y'all missed
That's the target I'll hit
And that's the heart of my pitch
I wanna do this whole thing different
What
your old friend alive in a room
Chorus
Manny was a maker of hats, Manny was much more than that
He was the kind of guy, you and I would want for
and mama played the organ.
she had a organ and she played that and she got a real big kick out of it."
Oh Ozilline
The moon is almost full
And you
didn't change things?
You're still the same old girl you used to be
You can't hide your lyin' eyes
And your smile has been disguised
I thought by now
And I dreamed about the girl who's been waitin' for so long
I want to go home
I want to go home
Oh, how I want to go home
Home folks think I'm big
Written by Chuck Jackson and Marvin Yancy
I have a special message that I would like to leave with you
It's not anything real big, you can stick it
people to spend ya money
Wisely don't be obscured
By some things that depreciated like what like a home to open ya eyes to
What's the f***s that's
heard
As they march by that billabong
Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?
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