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to the beat cause I got rhythm
Beat turn off, I hit it acapella
They be sippin' on the strongest drink
Drink so much they spinnin' like propellas Fuck her good
didn't mean that
The mean fat black fat tracks and old dreams at
I'm all teen strapped, sports a bean hat
Want to rhyme to be down, but homie ain't
coo, coooo!
Okay. Good day. Welcome to our single. I'm Bob McKenzie and
This is my brother Doug.
How's it going, eh?
Beauty, eh?
Yeah, I
Before things went down told myself
I wouldn't go too far
Pussy too good, well oiled machine
Shorty ride like a sports car
I thought I learned from my past
orders without any grace
The system got them poor souls thinking they're doing a good deed
By planting the seed of fear
Amongst everything that lives near
never so good, but just try my sword
I'm a good, I'm a good, I'm a good, I'm a good, I'm a good
She wanna go public like a billboard
Always hit the right
Mexicans sippin' on peyote
In an all black Toyota, W's on the grill, steering wheel and the motor
Out to get the mills, til I'm paid like Bob DeNiro
With
correction
For training in righteousness
That the man of GOD may be complete
Equipped for every good work
So I charge YOU
In the Presence of GOD and
Of Christ
fair
I’m such a good sport
I ain’t a bad sport because my team doesn’t lose
Call up your squad and we’ll mob on your crew
Your chick wipe me down call it
Kali
I think I could shut down ya downtown
And bring the whole parade through
Tell em I'm getting paid too
Pick a fight with the powers that be
They
life lavish, Always in some
Fast shit tailored linen suit,
YB shoes good fashion
You can't be a young boss unless you Bringin' cash in
I don't like
*taken from The Boomtown Rats debut album
*written by Bob Geldof
*music arranged by The Boomtown Rats
saw was some little skater kid
Come runnin by with a test tube, one of them glass ones.
Oh man, I'll check the news
And find out what the hell's
therapeutic
Taking all of these emotions, put it all into the music
That’s the blueprint laid by the realest ones that do this
'Cause they choose to be
as Jeter so i'm a hit
Call him lollipop that boy a lick
Sport my Nike good they should call me Dick's
I be takin' drugs when i'm not sick
I been tryna fix
that reason, I'ma put my name on yo' passport
And if you lookin' good, I'm smackin' ass ain't no back sport
And when you with me, you know how I rock
with the door
Feds got the drop in the back of the Uhaul
Snipers on the roof chance of getting away too small
Tell 'em like this look, it's gonna be
with the door
Feds got the drop in the back of the Uhaul
Snipers on the roof chance of getting away too small
Tell 'em like this look, it's gonna be
They stay robbin' dead men 'cause they don't give 'em problems
Heard the good die young be it by God or gun
Paint my mural on the wall sayin' my job
It's time for us to redefine who we be
You can shave it off like a South African beauty
Or get in on lock like Bob Marley
You can rock it straight
It's time for us to redefine who we be
You can shave it off like a South African beauty
Or get in on lock like Bob Marley
You can rock it straight
Steamboat Willie Bonnie Prince of
All this shit
You're like the king of a certain genre
But even you must want to
Quit like if you hear
A record by Bob Dylan
nigga, man, this- this nigga stink
Wait, be quiet, be quiet 'Ight
My nigga, T, man! What's good, man? You good?
Alright, I see you!
I'm good, man, I'm
some like the mizix
Caught into they physics and how they wanna dizip
Yo be careful, it ain't ya ordinary liquid
The first time you sip it, you might
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