Lyrics:
Yuh switch from yuh kind
And yuh nearly serve time
Could a mix up in a babylon
If yuh guilty you know the story
But yuh bless by selassi hands
you
Three, four, so get your butt on the floor
Five, six, know you dig the mix
Seven, eight, let it shake
Get down, get up
a nurse in a hearse
But I made sure I had my hat first
CL Smooth, it's time to kick a verse
God cypher the rhyme, you can't curse
Go ahead ask me,
a hearse
But I made sure I had my hat first
CL Smooth, it's time to kick a verse
God cypher the rhyme, you can't curse
Go ahead ask me, when I kick
soon.
Now I wandered much further today than I should,
And I can't find my way to the three-acre wood.
So help me if you can, I've got to get
Back
national anthem
Verse Three: Sir Mix-a-Lot
Am I a communist? No. But my brain ain't slow
Not long ago, Mix-a-Lot was po'
Never helped out by the ones
got music
If not I'd be stuck with findin' a way to get ahead
And then we got to use it
They call it ho po when your leakin'
So you know ho po is when
By those thighs
You rather have me
In cowboy boots
Saying my name is Clyde
But I don't say sweet nothings
So Sly and devil gleam
Sip your Jim beam babe
You still love me?
Take this
You ready? One, two, three
'Cause the more you put me through
The more it makes me wanna come back to you
You say
D-nice, the beat box
I only wear Nike's, not Adidas or Reeboks
Many people know me, yet I'm known by few
My name is KRS-One, son
Not two or three
of sex to be stuck by the punk
We are the ones who must sport the position
Rich homes with money and food
Abandoned for the bums on the street
gangsta, you can tell by the swag
And it's fresh off the lot, you can tell by the tag, what's up?
It's about 3 in the morning
Gotta leave with somethin' hot
somewhere
Stuck at the top and it's nowhere to go
Got two rings and they forty a piece
Gotta ride with a .40 at least
You invite her, she leavin' with
You're there again
Black honey
In my cup
You lift me high when I feel stuck
[Verse 3]
Golden bees
Work so fine
Creating magic
Drop by line
Sweet and dark
I'm incredible I mix up shit like cake mix
Keep it blazin hot rhymes burn to keep you frost bit
MC's is assed out cause they lost it
Peep my
life
or even worse
it could be three O'clock, on a Sunday by church
yo' brains might have to burst
you shouldn't have fucked with me first
since
(Yeahhhh) you are the wave I see
Yeah Yeah
You are the wave I see
Crack the seal mix a potion
Girl you know the gang smooth like lotion
Ya 'hmm' wet like
bricks (to projects bricks, y'all)
Remember to keep the Mos Def in the mix (you know)
Straight butter hits, drop as a good as it gets now
Now check it
bricks (to projects bricks, y'all)
Remember to keep the Mos Def in the mix (you know)
Straight butter hits, drop as a good as it gets now
Now check it
[Chorus]
I take grams of coke,
Mix it with lactose, that's what I do!
Stretch
I make a ounce a dope
With like a eighth of dope, befo' I'm
some dogs, we just some dogs
[Method Man]
By any means necessary, it's on
Bitch, your fucking with a dog, all I wanna do is bury some bones
Take
Yes sir, you're locked into the mix right now on 94.3: The Reel powered by: Republic Records, Def Jam Records, Columbia Records, Interscope, Capitol
smooth as glass, the sun is goin' down
A red seagull's blowin' by makin' one last lap around
Seems like yesterday I was sittin' on top of the world
I'm
In back of She Cat Alley
Madam Woos mix some Mexicali voodoo
Mexicali Bella
Bella voodoo
Americano don't you know what he do
Three days later
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