Lyrics:
I go by M-IN-E-O, but it really don't matter
Bury me with no tombstone
I want you to know my daddy
We don't seek Him, He come after
We don't reach
a move or two of my own
You just can't help yourself
No no
One look at my direction and your cover's blown
I want to see it for myself
Yeah
You've got that
don't wanna control ya
Just wanna make ya mine
And when your life's outta order
Just have a good time
And ex-ta-sy I wanna fly
And bring ya sex-in me I
Life in the projects
Where it's hard to get by
But you got it 'cause your spot's gettin' hotter
Life in the projects
Where grass is cheese and cheese is
thirteen year old boobs
I'd hang out by the junior
High like my dad does
Tom: Hey
You know what I learned in fifth grade?
Mark: What's that
Your dad has
worst, the ravenous thirst
For money power and respect til
My bladder and abdomen burst
Comprende? Amistad Pt 2 like if I was Sinke
Rockin flooded
room for
You to go do what you will
Pt II
This my renewal
And I'm feeling brand new
Cause this shit got me moving
Grooving
I can maneuver
Brand new
Did
1st pt. Too Short, 2nd pt. by female]
I love gettin my head blown
I love gettin my nuts rubbed
I love gettin my dick licked
I love gettin my nuts
like some sex on a Friday night
But then again nothing like some sex in any night
After that gotta go got appointments girl
I'm a doctor, I got other
like some sex on a Friday night
But then again nothing like some sex in any night
After that gotta go got appointments girl
I'm a doctor, I got other
because I'm being you every week
(by the way it seem that everybody...)
I grit my teeth and bare it (you know this judge? he carries a grudge!)
Just
either you're a boy or a girl they predetermine your sex
Before you were even born they plan your murder and death
To make sure you never make it to your
a TV, you feel me?
Shit, Michael Jordan don't come through
I bet the nigga get the money when it time to sell his shoe
I'm telling you, I ain't puttin'
told me weigh it up and bust it down
Migo Jerz, whipping that lambo, now watch it swerve (Jerz)
Tray 1 got PT's and sold that reserved
I'm a hot boy,
at the door of the Anne Summers sex shop it's St.Georges day and all the old people smile, the young people look hungry looking for a new door I'm in the sun
too, I'm in a fucked up mood
I don't even trust me, why the fuck trust you?
Three deep in your crib like a drug bust, one plus two, nigga
I'm with
baby baby baby baby, uh! /
Another one bites the dust /
Dust mite /
Might an emcee want to bust a mic? /
Michael Jackson /
Son of Sam /
Samson /
sound which is the champion sound
Believe, believe
O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy
Your chick, she so thirsty
I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo
fucking them both like its sexwork (sasha grey)
Im fucking them both like a rapper (sex)
I had them sign an NDA (bouah) (bouah)
I don't want no settlement
ya
Baby baby baby I really need ya
Looky looky looky I got ta have, have
If I want it, want it, let me get it, get it
Hey baby girl I want your
don't play
Yeah, niggas been keepin' it cool ever since your boy got sprayed
Yeah, come by the twos, Louis Vuitton on her shoes
Keepin' it cool
yourself.
And third, and most importantly
(clears throat)
Chorus (2X)
F-F-F-F-Fuck an MC Name
I don't need no god damn MC Name
I got nothing to hide,
I dig Modigliani (1)
Jolson doin' "Swanee (2) "
Several maharanee (3) are my intimates, too
I played with Montovani (4)
That's a lot of string to get
Im michael jackson bad tap dancing in neverland
These niggas jealous im sabotaging all of their plans
Sticky weed i be blowin harder than a fan
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