Lyrics:
many wrecks I see there every day
Caused by the girl wearin' nothin' but a smile and a towel
In the picture on the billboard in the field near the big
a football.
So skip to my loo, or get stomped by my crew.
Brooklyn's in the house, and ain't a damn thing new.
[Chorus]
[Big Daddy Kane]
Here comes
make big bucks servin' up punk ducks
By the pound, I got the sound
I never been checked, I only get wrecked
I kick the willy drag, let my pants sag
Don't
Step back, throw me the bag
Ten grand and some change in my pocket
No job, big drag
Won't play when the piece gets to cocking
Got helium shoes,
lines, and the enemy is one time
I ain't gotta tell you
It's right in front of your eyes
We wreck the QBC, nigga rep yours it's all love
Milli
to twenty
That's how many wrecks I see there every day
Caused by the girl wearing nothing but a smile
And a towel in the picture on the billboard in the field
Wreck beats daily
Have 'em looking like Halle Berry car
Accidents happen when I got the Mac in hand
Mic defibrillator give haters heart
Attacks in advance
Wreck beats daily
Have 'em looking like Halle Berry car
Accidents happen when I got the Mac in hand
Mic defibrillator give haters heart
Attacks in advance
1, 2, 3, GO!
HERE COMES THE SUN TO WRECK THE NIGHT
RIP UP THE SKY TO LET HUMANS OUT
SO WOULD YOU MIND, YOUR DARKEST MIND
TO EAT THE LIGHT, BITE
every day
Caused by the girl wearin' nothin' but a smile and a towel
In the picture on the billboard in the field near the big old highway
Oh, I love
them back around
With some big boy shit to
Wake the neighbors up
Out on bail but I'm armed and dangerous
With some heat up in my
Tool we call it flames
Little city by the sea
You've got a big hold on me
Those memories I left on your shores
For all those years ago
It's there that I know
I first felt
cutomaton
Turned itself on
c bloody wreck
c new Pollock
It lost its job
Torn by a mob
Drawn to bits
Sol Lewitt
Turn yourself on
Turn yourself
Bitch let her ride in a Tesla
A big 45 on the dresser
Come too close I might wreck ya
And yo homie a bitch I finessed em'
Keep a big bank roll on my
B Side, B side, ha, check it
So So Def ... Bad Boy ... collaboration
The Notorious BIG in the house
We got Da Brat in the house
And me, y'all
a blouse
Kick styles by the piles, as I leave a trail for miles
Skins when I please, hit from here to Tel Aviv
I'm gettin G's, no more time for the line
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
your brother, I'm not a punk motherfucker see
I did my time, and now I'm free
I'm a dope one, ready to rip and wreck shop
I will not stop, I won't be
Oh!
He had some list because of his big head but it was а splendid tango!
The years rolled by. The years rolled by. The years rolled by
And once
my opinion you make it
The critic'll get the didick and if you got it then stay with it
You never knew me but you flew me to your town see
By
together
Repeat 4X
Verse Two: Too Poetic/Grym Reaper
Back in the days of Lee's and BVD's
I grew up deceived, by wicked enemies
My lifespan began to dim
[Shane] Uh-huh, a brother man, brother man
[Kane]
Check it, we wreck shop, from night time to dawn
It's goin it's goin it's goin it's goin
wreck
Then I skrt off like a vet
I don't know why people have problems with me
I really don't bother nobody
But when you got money
They look at you
Bank statement look like we made it
Vacations after vacations
They say all it take is patience
Thank God we got what we done prayed for
Thats a big
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