Lyrics:
What up Y'all it's Dj Envy
Power Over Everything
P.O.E Digital
Hosted by me
Shout out to Russ Prez
You know what it is....
The Peoples Choice
DJ
Yo shut up, this is Ice muthafuckin' T
And I've been listenin' to a lotta DJ's
Get on the mike and tryin' to get busy
You know what I'm sayin'?
But
Atom smashers in the cocktail lounge tonight
Op'ra singers in the graveyard keeping time
& the DJ mixes them all
& the Music rhymes but it
a hard one
Persevere, I'm here, gets taught one
Strength producer, I send you an ultimatum
Hardcore worldwide is how I take 'em
I rock, never
catch us lackin'
Feelin' brand new, I'm fresh, relaxin'
Bet you missed it (What?)
, all dudes came from the clay
(Walk my walk, stomp, ayy, step)
They
tired of this shit, I want to go home
Don't waste my fucking time
Don't waste my fucking time
Because anything exceptional
Gets crushed by common
the test
And now he's down by law and he's ready to play
That's right y'all his name is AJ
Never gets nervous when he cuts the beat
Top notch
and
Nigga I'm home on these charts, y'all niggas visitin'
It's Hov tradition, Jeff Gordon of rap
I'm back to claim pole position, holla at ya boy
Get up,
someone older, so darling, you run to me.
(Clay Aiken)
Nobody gets too much heaven no more
It's much harder to come by I'm waiting in line
(Clay Aiken)
In
my pictures on 'em
Nah, I ain't even in the school yearbook
I don't do too much posing, got a cool killer look, ah
Career crook, get your career
you fiendin', wait'll they get a load of me
Bitches on my dick, like a motherfuckin' 'conda
Niggas wanna flip, let 'em step, and I'll bomb 'em
See
real shit
The got love for Tone cause he make em feel shit
Other DJs like to steal shit
But when we see em
They be frontin like it's love, no it
at you with a clipper
Gas Face given, I beg to differ
Pete that was real def man but I gotta get serious now
Ey yo Don, step to 'em again
know you're gonna get it
Then bust a rhyme, while you're clappin' your hands
It's Eazy E on the air [rockin' without a band]
[chorus]
[DJ: You're
disrespected
Movin things by the pound boy
So if you want it you get get it
Just be heading south bound n
[Chorus: Akon]
Watch yourself or get tookout
This
over
This that old school stroke you wish you had
I'm staying by, you clutch your Birkin bag
But those days that you wanna get through
Let me build
arthiritis
Sittin' down at a rhythm review.
Roll over Beethoven they're rockin' in two by two.
Well, if you feelin' like it
Go get your lover, then reel
Straight shooter from the hip, yeah, we heavy in here
Tell me get 'em, then I got 'em (get 'em)
99 problems, but you ain't one
Been so high lately, I
a while
You like to drink, so do we
Get more bottles, bring 'em to me
Hold your glasses up, people everywhere
Now everybody put your hands in the air
tired of this shit, I want to go home
Don't waste my fucking time
Don't waste my fucking time
Because anything exceptional
Gets crushed by common
snatchin' every penny, it gotta be that way, nigga, face it
That weed I sold to you, Brigade laced it
You hidin', I make the President get a facelift
of steel is Kenny Parker
As we say he can't get no darker
All about action not a fast talker
All the whick whack sucker DJ's
Gotta try much harder
as small as balls of clay (x4)
some shells get broke
some keep their wigs closed
some get exposed as little man big pose
some make moves and some stay
of lobbies
Bitches overnight it, what you know 'bout it?
T-Raww whip out, tap out
I got 'em all hooked like drugs
And all them tryin' to fuck with a young
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