Lyrics:
You used to be stackin' when you was the mackin'
But that's alright, it's a small thing, a small thing
A two-minute brother, girls, I stress
just don't confuse it
What happens, these dudes get rude and then I lose it
I'm scandalous, I blow your two kids off the atlas
With a gat that's
just don't confuse it
What happens, these dudes get rude and then I lose it
I'm scandalous, I blow your two kids off the atlas
With a gat that's
Brand new Twiztid!
Welcome to the beautiful experience
Of sex education
I'm Mr madrox, Mr rights is on vacation
I'll be teachin' you about
The birds
and see what I made, I've been robbed of experience by my youthful days.
And I want you to see something. Can we meld our minds for a minute or two, cos I
(Mr.Cheeks)
Yo we come through like balls, see us niggas takin two pulls and pass
Nigga watch your back once you talk out your ass
I pack a .380 in
watching cartoons and I'm kinda coming down
Made a money move while I would rather lounge
I moved around a lot so I don't have a town
The minute I kept it
[Intro]
Can the church say Amen? (Amen reverend)
We gon' do one more offerin right now
We gon' do another one in fifteen minutes
And we gon' do one
[Mr.Cheeks ]
Yo we come through like bulls nigga take two puffs and pass
Nigga watch your back once you talk out your ass
I back up 3 80 and my
say I'm wrong
I ain't really seen land in a minute
AWOL spaceman, wave to the Mrs
Faint transmission after nothing
For the summer
I have never seen so
to stunt - I don't need to front
There black history e'ry day - I don't need a month
The survey says - by the streets according
Kanye's just important
gonna save you
Nobody's gonna make you
I hate to admit there's no take two
So treat every appearance like your debut
And count all the minutes that he
one
And two and three
That women want
Their sovereignty
And that's all
That I have to say
For now
So experience has value
And my life
Is testament
here two minutes, mami already yellin
"What a nigga gon' do with it, can we hop in the Infinite?"
Five deep in a Yuko', we struggle by toes, we still
Sci-fi
I'm about to murder this beat like a drive-by
10-minute rap, leave nothing in the archive
You niggas rap but really only part-time
I'm about
electronic beeps
Two-way pagers, Palm 7's, M-11's
Illegal weapons, mesmerized by the dope game
Smith & Wesson's, never went back for seconds
Sprung..
a minute
Disc Jockey: How you been? Main'taining?
Mr. Lif: Main'taining, son
Disc Jockey: No doubt, yo I been holding it down here
rocking a ton while you
it be too late
Cause in a minute all this shit bout to be in one way
[Mo B. Dick]
Here I go again
[Mr. Serv-On]
Chorus 6X
of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San
swallow
And I be the shit, now you got loose bowels
I don't owe you like two vowels
But I would like for you to pay me by the hour
And I'd rather be
can crash any minute
They called you by name they called you Mrs. Gregg
When you're a joke of art and I'm a different egg
You used my head for target
Watching the news facing brutality
Two minutes shocked and confused
But nothing is really shocking anymore
Some complain and some ignore
Drugs
(Traditional)
Good morning, Mr. Railroad Man
What time do your trains roll by ?
"At 9:16 and 2:44 and 25 minutes 'till 5"
"At 9:16 and 2:44 and 25
Mushu Pork
I go by Lucifer but you can call me Lucy for short
I go by Mr. Persecution because I do it for sport
But I respond to Kahuna because I got two
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