Lyrics:
speak
Keep the heat at full peak My grammar
With stamina, grabs a rapper like the fresh catch of the day
And crack the back of that DJ
I'm strappin'
freaky it was
Everything ya wanted cause I can't be weak yeah, baby, that's it, do the split
Freak nasty all on my tip I took it to my dj, fresh on wax
be in this bitch wit' mine (DJ Drama)
(You niggas can't fuck with us)
They like, "Get in yo' bag," bitch, I been in mines
If Mel order four I
[ VERSE 1 ]
I'm rhymin and designin, also creatin
The dope def rhyme that is always being taken
By a sucker MC that wants to be like me
No trait
on a four-leaf clover
To be the E double E over and over
You're intrigued by the way I do my thing
(Do what?) Pick up the mic high and make it swing
[PMD]
I
in the mood, just go with the flow
And I can play rapping records and all disco
Like "Beat It," "Billie Jean," by Michael Jackson
Or the Treacherous
[Keith Murray] (DJ Clue)
Yeah, what up, yo it's Mr. Keith Murray
The Lyrical Lexicon, the matador metaphor (NEW SHIT)
Wit my niggas Redman
for power
I was a little nigga
Couldn't stay out late I was sour
So I sat by the window, heard the DJ cut
Impeach the Pres, Apache, and just begun
consistent
Give that bitch a couple weeks and you gon' catch him slipping
Getting rich the mission no intermission
Double up my hustle take my life without
verse 1
I was just chillin in the club me and my crew buyin
out the bar you know how we do
then the dj let the people know teddy pain in the house
me no no
Because I no get e motor
Dem dey used to hate me
All the same people don they hail me
All the marketers want to pay me
All the club DJs don
augghh!
You know I'm proud to be black y'all
And that's a fact y'all
And if you try to take what's mine
I take it back y'all, it's like that
DJ
wat pomp
Wat pomp?
Uuh (Hosss)
2009 (Yo)
Die fokken Antwoord (Fresh futuristig)
Yo
Dj Hitek (Duidelik)
Yo-landi Visser (Some fucking fancy shit)
Uuh
Jy
You know sex 'em up a little bit
You know what I mean?
You're the honey that I see when I'm riding by
The one giving me a feeling that I can't deny
blind deaf or crazy baby
playboy you can believe that
{B.G.}
How you luv it now playboy? Manny Fresh on the motherfuckin tracks boy.
{DJ
Grow (yeah)
Hello? Yeah where you at?
(yeah yeah)
I'm down by uh, the Ya Mean, right now nigga
Takin care of this school, ya mean?
Real quick, ya
with a grin on my grill
I'm thinkin' since this is a dream, I might as well get ill
I walked in the house, the big, bad, Fresh Prince
But Freddy
it was
When a bloke could get a break before these
Times changed
These times changed
These times changed
I heard a DJ spin in Brixton
Some
you know
I just copped a MPC60 from Japan
As I'm rappin' through this SM7 that's in my hand
Got a quarter-pound of buddha, I'm smokin' it by
Hahaha, lil intermission you feel?
You know had to bring it back
See they want a flex, had to bring it back to act one
This ain't even an act tho, we
feel right when I pop it
Glad I got a conscious that tell me la bitch you way outta pocket
Growth look good ona nigga so I rock it like some fresh Rickys
I am a Martian
I go by the earth name Daniel
They all call me Tsunamii
Take off to Pluto, come find me
Nothing but hitters behind me
Shooting
Verse 4:
(Baby)
Outkast, b.g.
Hot boys, tlc
Trick daddy & wheezy-whee (soooo serious)
(Manny Fresh)
You don`t know who
Dj screw
Scarfaced nigga
in the mood, just go with the flow
And I can play rapping records and all disco
Like "Beat It," "Billie Jean," by Michael Jackson
Or the Treacherous
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