Lyrics:
the underdog
Till I pulled up on them in some shit like a 300 ball
Act like you don't fuck with us, you know that we don't fuck with y'all
And we can stand
The Cast (in order of appearance [roughly]):
KING ARTHUR : Graham Chapman
PATSY : Terry Gilliam
GUARD #1 : Michael Palin
GUARD #2 : John Cleese
to fly by on my black Yamaha, that's winging
Some man do the crime and talk but that's singing
Not many man have been in the wars that I've been in
I
the tub, rub-a-dub, get clean
Rap the listine, I got from Ms. Demean
9:15, dressed in all green
Dip to the parking lot, look what I got
10:15, meet Tim
but them niggaz on wait
Tey get beat like hussein by tis gangbang track
Young hustler, geyda pusher, leg crusher
Nigga make way for this
the G-Unit
Cracks by the gram an hour, that's a G-Unit
Like Ciara when I'm keeping the 'Goodies'
'cause' I'm Jazzy like Pha with a tank in the Hoody
I'm Like..
the remotes?
And Ashlee's got a brand new nose
We gotta put some new em-pha-sis
On our syl la la-bles
If the emphasis on the compact
Disc is in the beat
Then
Radio killa
Big snoop d o dub
The American dream
Ayo nephew
Come up off them kids
Sing a lil' something for the ladies
Let em know how we
I'm the truth, tell it, loud weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we don't sell it
What I blow'll make a plane go
Them bitches say
them
Fill them with the lead like they put in Martin Luther King's head
Like they killed Malcolm X, Edgar Hoover did that
You can catch me in the hood
at the front, of the club, askin for dub
She need a little love from a god-body hub'
I'm not lookin' for love, up in the club
To everybody playin - just smoke
(I'm a, I'm a, I'm a, I'm a) flirt
Soon as I see her walk up in the club (I'm a flirt)
Winkin eyes at me, when I roll up on them dubs (I'm a flirt)
I like my dick sucked fast
I like to play with them rookies
I like to fuck 'em in they ass while he beat up the pussy
I'm the number one stunna,
cry mama, your baby boy done weathered the storm
And I found peace right here in your arms
By the way, how you gettin along, huh?
I know it's been
on the way by the name of Bamboo
Got a little baby girl, four year, Jordan
Never turn my back on my kids for them
Should have hit it, quit it, rag-top
to a DJ Mark beat
Ample samples, this for example
Are made by the 45 King, so cancel
Your plans of moving to the front lines
He's a DJ, producer,
be a thief, she locked the doors when I was walking by
They must be whores 'cause the master rapes them and leaves
The child
So dead beat daddy was
it, I win it
The mission is music and rhythm
Rhythm backed by words, all in my system
System by techniques, techniques I got my heart in
Heart into
you
Can't GO Counter Strike all them UMG dents
Yeah i've seen more talent in my Discord
Believe it
That performance couldn't beat your speech
In Hunt
bestest shit
Gorillas in the mist, pro-black, pump they fist
I'm from the Planet of the Apes, King Kong clips
Silence Lambs, bitch, run through your land
to this
(Snoop Dogg!)
Ah, ah, see-walk to this
(Snoop Dogg!)
Bam, boom, watchoo gone do 'cause?
Guess I'm rollin' in with them baby blue chucks
(Sap is on the beat)
Hey, yeah, who is your king, bitch?
I can do anything, yeah
I ain't the type to lose, roll the rise vibe
Papers nice and loose
drinkin' rum
And getting high
Listen to dub
Grip them pint
Get them buds
Spark the light
And get the girl
It's in your blood
Just drinkin' rum
And getting
she suck by the way she part them lips
and let me look at that tongue
Thinkin' about how she fuck by the way she part them lips
and let me look
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