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the battery inside my phone
When Miss Fly walks by with the flattery
Tryna challenge me to go head-to-head, toe-to-toe
Making eyes, touching hands and flirting

Diss You

King Tee

Ruff Rhymes: Greatest Hits Collection

1998

a winner?

Then again it's kinda late, so what's up with dinner?
At my place or my place or my place or my place
By the fireplace or the candle light

ain't just the deal
Why I'm in it for
My nigga pissed 'cause I ain't been to see him
I was in the lab
Working on my tape with Rich and Ian
By

(Phone call intro from Matty)

(Chorus)
If you gon talk to me
Better talk to me nice or
Dont open ya mouth like lockjaw
I dont wanna hear that shit

sound like latin, don't know what she mean
Know some witches, all black, it ain't no burgundy
Spell castin' acronyms I'm an anomaly
Homo sapien, I'm

"Ren!" "What?"
"Get off MSN Messanger!"
"Just give me ten minutes!"
"I need to use the phone"
"Oh, hang on, I'm just finishin'"
"No, come off,

24hrs, and you know it's Hit-Boy
Twenty a boss
Come to my city and see how I'm living
Wear those Celine frames I get ya

Oh you popping, you in

I don't believe in no astrology power
I snap back in minutes and she snap back in hours
Maybe she ain't ready for what's going to be ours
Or maybe

deeping a dick
I know I ain't got no excuse look (excuses)
Through my phone, I keep linkin that chick with the kid
Alone in your massive confusion

I'm getting money how I'm supposed to, no love - my heart cold too
It's getting harder and it's supposed to, I pray don't nu'n of that fold you 

sing one more time
Pick up the phone
It's ringing on Time
Damn you is gorgeous
No need no chorus
Don't need you too stress
Don't need you too stress
We

a passion you know I'm gone walk it
Since a young nigga knew I gotta get it
Speak on that name boy I swear I'ma risk it
Knocking em off and they can't do no

till they passed away
I swing all my flows, make the ladies crazy
Puttin' baby in the coroner 'till I ghost her like Swayze
Know that went over ya head,

worried bout losing sleep
Just want you with me
Yeah
Ooooo baby
No I don't do too good by myself
This long distant thing
I'm not used to
But I couldn't

a phone call from my best friend
Said, "what ya doin'?
C'mon, let's hang like way back when"
And my first question, "Are you bringing him?"
'Cause I'm

doing no Interview
You must be fucked up out ya mind if you think I'm anywhere near you
I know some niggas make the gun go FAH
Know some niggas make

Lost in your eyes
Tell me what you want
Lost in your eyes
That I used to see
I look at my life and I know that this ain't right
I ain't got no one by

did it
You not wys about Mac Miller and Smoke DZA
You known on twitter, put your phone off will ya
Please, oh wow, you got a profile
Well it boils down

Rollin', pouring, phone ignoring
Whippin' in a latest foreign
All this touring
Got me scoring yeah

Dopeman's comin' no one's snorin'
Studio until

Off the Wall

Professor X

The Rude Awakening

1998

as I'm nearin' you
I'm hearin' ya
Askin' yo seed, who was me
At the same time you break my classic CD
Run it to the phone callin' up ? 
I had it up

around and squeal (might rat)
I'm coming by myself
Right in where you live (ya crib)
Im runnin right down why you with your kids
(fuck it) you gotta go

really dead weight
Really fеlt like I was running outta options
(uh) lookin out fa niggas left me flat
Up on my pockеts everytime
No phone calls or texts

hoe, I know were mine at
I'm at where cocaine, steak and wine at
Running through the money like a finish line
I don't know that pussy nigga, ain't no

Speakin' of will, I gotta go fill it out
Never too sorry, killin' me softly
Very in doubt
I wait by the phone, I didn't think you would call
I'm 'bout