Lyrics:
About D-Nice, Melodie,
And Scot La Rock
I'll get a pen, a pencil, a marker
Mainly what I write is for the average New Yorker
Some mc's be talkin'
of ancient Phoenicia) snow
Neon green grass, statues made from translucent glass
I'll be crazy to pass
I like nigerian Jazz
The blue twilight band
That plays
the trap spot
(Trap spot)
Couple nights shovin' hard by my damn self
(Damn self)
By my damn self, out there by my damn self
I remember I was goin' hard by my
well, and I'm ready to dance
Come on girl, let me show my romance
I'll let you see the way how I rock the mic
'Cause I know damn well that I could rock
show my romance
I'll let you see the way how I rock the mic
Cause I know damn well that I could rock all night
Yes, yes, y'all
Freak, freak, y'all
Yo, can I hear this record by Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock?
Hey, man, you sure you wanna hear this, man?
You sure about that, man?
Alright
Right
Laws in America were made by white people
For the benefit of white people
The constitution was written by whites for
The benefit of whites it was
At indie-rock culture you really
Can't ignore him
And even if at first dismissive
After some listens you'll enjoy him
I was thinking this on the L train
Intend
and Eddy, yeah, the trio of dummies
I swear when DD fucked with Dexter man that shit wasn’t funny
I had VHS types they was the best
We lived by the Bounty
Honey evil laugh oh
Lcve is just a history that they may prove
And when you're gone
I'll tell them my rcligion's you
When Pontius comes to kill
You know Eminem has a choppy flow
Down go the mumble rappers like a domino, off we go
Into this traffic, it’s stop and go,
Rock and roll
Dissed em,
dog believe I ain't chocking
And I'm back at it now
I ain't backing down
I gotta cash it out
Before it pass me by
I been getting too high
My future
He never had a mom
And never had a pops
Movin' from foster homes
16 n he slangin' rocks
He traded his teddy bear for a knife
And knife for a gun
niggas brag a lot, talking bout you brought raw
You see a ball hog, you ain't ever pass the rock
I still dip and dab, stick my hand in bigger bags
Link
pussay
From OJ to Kobe, uh let's call him Tobe
First he played his life
Cool just like Michael
Now he rock ice too just like I do
Yo, you can't do better
growing by the minute. Every month that pass ya bye, you aint nothing but a passerby. Better yet with all that crying let me grab you a pacifier, world
thr-thr-throw your motherfucking hands (get 'em high)
All the girls pass the weed to your motherfucking man (get 'em high)
Now I ain't never tell you to put
?? with Madonna not melodic like Mariah,
Carey, when Larry put me in his Caddy I made my album
I rock the funky beat like Marky Mark be rockin
So as I sip my third Heineken
I feel disturbed stupefied by the tools and
The fools I observe
In the spot's where I rock
They deserve not a word in
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
I'm systematic, hydromatic
I'm unorthodox like Lenny Kravitz
I don't play guitar, still on your radar
And you can help by screamin, fuck you
virginity
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC scheme
gettin' crushed by a L.L. theme
somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo!
You little blood-clot
virginity
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC scheme
gettin' crushed by a L.L. theme
somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo!
You little blood-clot
virginity
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC scheme
gettin' crushed by a L.L. theme
somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo!
You little blood-clot
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