Lyrics:
face it that's growth, pay attention take notes
You over forty and movin' work better be by the boat
Better be by the dock, better not be by your home
MC, I like to rock mic well
'cause when I get up on the mic I just release my spell
It's no hocus-pocus, I'll just get you into focus
And swarm all over
MC, I like to rock mic well
'cause when I get up on the mic I just release my spell
It's no hocus-pocus, I'll just get you into focus
And swarm all over
who would want to tamper with the book of rhmes pages? [pages]
Whatever had been written shall be shown to all stages [stages]
My destiny was fatal so I
(Radney Foster)
I can tell by the trail of tears that's there on your sleeve
That your only souvenir is a pain that won't leave
All he left
you'd finally get your wish
'Cause you'll be all over the street like 50 Cent
You fuckin' punk pussy, fuck you, chump
Give me a one-on-one, see if I
shakin
whether you're big or small
it doesn't count after all
don't you realize
open your eyes
so open your eyes
let it pass by
the national anthem is
over me
And no, this ain't the clean version
And what you gonna do with all that meat?
Cookin' up a mean servin'
No question, I want it
Fire up,
over me
And no, this ain't the clean version
And what you gonna do with all that meat?
Cookin' up a mean servin'
No question, I want it
Fire up,
Blue Cyclone, Oooh
Well my wife went out of town 'bout a year or so back
And left me at home by myself to batch,
And after five straight nights
off ,she breakin' niggas off by long
Hold up wait a minute here's the deal
HO's shakin' ass just to pay the bills
Keepin' it crunk, movin'
look all over the nation
But they ain't see
You can look all over
But no, you'll never find hot shit like mine
Woop, it blow your mind
You can look all
with the blues (ooh)
Going Mr. T with the jewels (ooh)
Get salt over by your boo (ooh)
I ain't never kickin' no spooks
Nigga say he thinkin' bout
power, I made you buck-wild
Yo, weeks went by and I'm surprised
Still stuck in the shelf with all the things that an outlaw hides
Besides me, it's
over Chorus Two]
Where them No Limit boys at? Throw them up
Them No Limit girls, get money or what?
Told y'all clownz ain't no stoppin us
Putcha gameface
power, I made you buck-wild
Yo, weeks went by and I'm surprised
Still stuck in the shelf with all the things that an outlaw hides
Besides me, it's
some change!"
All diggin' in my ear for it and shit, deranged!
I grabbed him by his head and tried to yank it to the left to break his neck
But his head
[Intro]
All points in the region related gangsterish
Serving dark dishes of true pimp horror
Warriors stormy nights on leathery wings
Sexy sirens in
just part of the scrimmage
The game hasn't even started
I just came over to kick it
Rattled,
Shakin, i cant even really concentrate
Head whippin'
Yeah shawty over there look kinda' thick
Bring that shit over here
First time I walk in the bitch
I see Ben Franklins all in the air
Bad bitches
save me
No one in the world can flow the way I do
When we been all over the United States
Rockin' shows and sulffi million takes
Straight havin' a ball
I
then they started shakin'
We from the bottom yeah the top is what we chasin'
Just tryna make that paper steady money makin', yeah
We just some legends in
Greatness is nothin', I'm like the next Nike ad
Define me bad, I bring all hell like wifey mad
My soul sonic force, I make the planet rock
Loud pack rap,
Sven
I’m waiting on the line I can’t wait to get in I’ve like this band since I was seventeen A girl is passing by she rub her tits on me I say
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