Lyrics:
apartment like "Yeah!"
Fall when I hit the target like "Yeah!"
Y'know how it be, yo!
Rep that hood, Clint Easthood
Neighborhoods never sleep good, I make it
the pootie with a Plank, B
'Cause me and my crew were out breaking windows
The bingo, the lotto you know I'll never win those
Possession is half the law
I
the flux capacitor,
And now I'm headed back to fifty five with no passenger,
I wish that I had packed myself a travel kit,
Cause Doc was right, hit 88
line.
All day they be servin' them 50 packs,
Came to the table and count about 50 stacks,
Caz I know somebody who can come right over the border
That
Now these doors don't open til after dark
And it ain't til twelve 'til the party really starts
(Yo me and my crew had to be in by ten
Right
pen
Dat bitch, that ain't scared to whoop her kids
Know to bail Doc out when my ass in the precinct
Dat bitch, the one that'll shut her mouth
That
gettin' chicks, I'm already pouncin' that
Goin' through some shit? Lemme know, always around to chat
Fuck a frat, all they personalities flat
I craft
Hoodbaby
Hoodbaby
I don't know 'bout you
Nah, I ain't heard 'bout you
Don't know 'bout you
Get to that paper
(Keed talk to 'em)
Ooh-ooh, I
Now these doors don't open til after dark
And it ain't til twelve 'til the party really starts
(Yo me and my crew had to be in by ten
Right
my bunny fur white
I keep my shit clean
Gotta look good for the chicks
Know what I mean?
I keep the hop hip, by the way, I hip-hop
Doc Sipps'll get
line.
All day they be servin' them 50 packs,
Came to the table and count about 50 stacks,
Caz I know somebody who can come right over the border
That
I'll be by your side (general)
We got these niggas, fucking cockroaches
You want to go to war
Sweet dancing, you're there right by
(By your
static, I strap tools
Next up!
Yo I believe that's me
Yo, get on the mic and rock the symphony
[Erick Sermon]
Yo p!
Time to rock, the sound I got,
in order to feed they kids
They gotta play that same shit over and
Over and over again i was raised by KRS
One, I was raised by Child Conquest
I was
on fire
I see you dancin' right now
I don't need to tell you that you know how
Baby, you do, oh
I say you belong
And if you dream to be free
I can
on fire
I see you dancin' right now
I don't need to tell you that you know how
Baby, you do, oh
I say you belong
And if you dream to be free
I can
minutes six Minutes six
Minutes, Slim Shady, you're on!
"Just a feeling I've got like
Something is about to happen
But I don't know what if that means what
whoever get the medal, you will know that you better
Yeah
And I'm better than ever
I'm always cold, so I carry a sweater
Nah, I ain't Carlton, nigga
I hit
twenty miles apart
Doc is like bad weather reports by Al Rourke
If you're not from the tri-boro, story settled
I pack gaudy metal for those who act fool
Yo! Uh, Its your bwoy DOC
Pakistani’s With Attitude, Nigga
You know should it apocalyptic Records
Verse 01: DrAssenator
Hold me for something, that
on fire
I see you dancin' right now
I don't need to tell you that you know how
Baby, you do, oh
I say you belong
And if you dream to be free
I can
Fuck that, nigga, look at her toes, you know you like toes, nigga
Bitches be talkin' too much out here, goddamn, mami, you the one
Nigga, that's
body twitch, your eye's explode
Out your skull 'cause being dull on a flow
Is an N-O, niggas didn't know that I can go
Off and show off to throw off
Bitch!
Brick city, yo
Yo, yo funk doc straight lunatic since young
I ate paint chips the rare moon
That pair mics, my maintenance
I battle you
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