Lyrics:
Huh, I've been chosen by GOD
To show the whole world the meaning of MC
Look, I be in dope with a thing called Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop)
People together like
By none other than Ghostface Killah, Raekwon the Chef
Rock Marciano and Busta Rhymes
A job well done fellas, very good piece of work
sevens mack holder spray seven at your back soldier
I walk through the club like everybody pussy
Yeah T.I. with me snatching everybody cookies
By none other than Ghostface Killah, Raekwon the Chef
Rock Marciano and Busta Rhymes
A job well done fellas, very good piece of work
[Intro: Snoop Dogg]
Check this out baby girl
There's a few things I wanna explain to you, ya know
Now if you gon' be with me we gotta vibe together
(Bill Fries, Chip Davis)
Me an' Earl was haulin' chickens on a flatbed out of Wiggins, and we'd spent all night on the uphill side of thirty-seven
doot
And beaucoup, beaucoup, I'm cuckoo
I'm a star goin' to war with you clones like Count Dooku
I'm worlds apart from you rappers
Like I walk in
I think you know when it's time to go
We walk together
We'll walk the walk together
I think that you know when it's time to go
We walk together
We'll
she tight with her moms
Yeah, I put the ice on her arm
Now she know she gettin' sliced, spendin' nights in Milan
We still blow weed together
Cheated
people
From all different walks of life together than hip-hop
No music has done that
I don't think anything has done that as much as hip-hop has
So,
a flash with a rock hard penis.
Threw her down on her mum and dad's bed- skirt up, knickers off, legs well spread.
One second after I'd filled up her twat,
She was thirteen and good we had a hotter date
It was just a number she never told she was knocked up
By the end of the summer chick almost had me
righteousness is narrow
I got my third, I want the sparrow
Want my peoples straight and rock sweet apparrel
The mother of my child, we not together
Baby it's your
by side
Together, apart
It can't be fine chasing tails in all directions
Second sight never fails to raise the question
I don't know how I'll make it
I worry, I weigh three times my body
I worry, I throw my fear around
But this morning
There's a calm I can't explain
The rock candy's melted,
it
I'm a UK bad boy, just for the record
I like tea, but I don't like crumpets
Dirty Money and Boy Better Know together
That's crazy as hell
feet (real talk)
And it's the children in the
Streets we gotta reach (real talk)
I rock on real talk the way the side walks
Whats up with the radio
Let's hear it for the sharp and slick
big hearted guitar man, London Mick
Come on DJ play my fix
some rock and roll by London Mick
I first met him
baby
I wonder when you will be mine because only then... maybe
Your name so beautifully, almost heaven
I feel so lucky like number seven
When you walk
gal dem man
Heavy D, Pete Rock and Beenie Man
Three a we together come fi rule di station
Well after all
Siddung in mi yard I get this big phone call
o'clock (woo!)
Hungry 'bout to hit the IHOP (let's go)
After that, menage-a-trois
And he out by seven o'clock (p-YOON)
'Cause I'm a baller, thought I
on the first try
I don't need no second chances (I'll get it right, get it right)
I don't want no new romances (If it keeps you by my side)
I'll get it right,
all alone
Flesh and bone by the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you a believer
Take second best, put me to the test
Things on your chest you
Rock leather
We should be together
Tether that lasts forever
Tired of fucking up and sucking up to people I don't like
Turn around for one second you
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