Lyrics:
she high oh my huh, uh
God gotta get this karma off me this quick, get a kick out her with or without her ima live shit
But that ain't the thing her gun
on tracks
Full back to back with the vibe to vibe
Kick it live my mellow my man it's on
Bass and tone I put my verbal in a cup
Peace and I'm out Nouka meter's
the packages
More than Jeff Bezos are you the man? Grrr
His face showin’, he need a rescue pack
I'ma call up Diego
Kick door, move, what happen?
I’m charged up
movies
But this time babe I’ll get enough
Jam it on the station that plays! You know how it goes,
baby, the all day, everyday,
we're jammin' it live
Can't be the same if i'm different
Than the rest of em
Won't hear me complain like they do
About the rest of us
This is just a jam
We can kick it, you
bones at home you can groove
Ooooh its a New Jack vibe
And I got the whole gang by my side
When the bass and the drums go bang
Then I gotta nice hook you
of every given minute
Here's a jam for the world and the 7 billion in it
Limits we know not
Don't really want to stop
Go-getter's get what they got by
Yeah baby, it's Phil Cassese live on Night Talk
We're talkin' about musical genius R.A. The Rugged Man
Let's take some calls, find out what you
Jong
We be ill with the verbal skills
It kicks off like a drill
So observe the real
Or piss off, like for real
We deserve the mills
Like, I know you
the destination, was raised in to start illegal
Activity, Cognitive dishinbition, Ideas refuse to let out
Quantize, exact amount
When the kick and synth match
nigga)
Hell yeah
We can do this like gangstas and slug it out
Or we can do this like punks and punk it out
Pull your strap on me, nigga
You better kill me!
(Intro)
Nobody's fuckin' with me
Nobody's fuckin' with me
(Jeff $mith's Verse)
I'm that dude who break the bud into shake and twist the J up
Don't
wonder 's
Funkay
I live Brooklyn like year 24 for sure
Sul c-notes in my tennis skirt(?)
And the kick hurts so good that I gotta sorta accents for this
the streets grow worse
Fuck the whole world kid my money comes first
Cause I'm out for the gusto, and trust nobody
If you're not family, then you die by me
that I caused
Gotta take it day by day and just live with the scars
Trying to build a better me but at what cost
Feeling like, this it and a lot could be
this
I gotta believe in somethin more than that
Like Johnny Cash I'm the man in black
[Chorus]
[DMC]
Yo yo, this one right here goes out to Jam Master
So So Def
[Chorus]
For me to flip my dough, ice out the dashboard
All you Range Roves, it's nothing
So put jams in the tens and pent
Leave
of every given minute
Here's a jam for the world and the 7 billion in it
Limits we know not
Don't really want to stop
Go-getter's get what they got by
mane
Is how I feel about your career
I seen you do this all my life mane
We both lived out our dreams
And continuing to do so
Bless the world with
some niggas that's hatin' on me
Cuz I'm tryna' do right by my fam'
I ain' tryna' get stuck
Not like a porcupine
If I'm in a jam
And we was ridin' around
out bread sticks
I break every bone in your foot you try
To give me that easy dead kick
So that when you slide up like a
Dancer we'll all see your leg
the grasshop
The true cool is black, the new school is fat
The beats by the ounce, the funk by the pack
The hanging off the butts with the fat sole kicks
the ball to Def Jam
Cause they might fumble
Kick that south flow that you can't get
Try to fuck the world but my dick won't fit
My bitch like "KRIT,
tears
So let's kick this party from dead to live
Shoot it on up like a Colt .45
MC Delite, if you're number one
Bust a cap in the crowd with your
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