Lyrics:
bitches, I just write 'bout shit I see
'Cause these lyrics set me free, fuck the world, let me be
And when I feel like I can't write, that's when I hit
Befriend the critics, then air my grievances in my lyrics
Set up for failure if I make my future too specific
I live on the daily, so maybe, I'm not just
gettin' pushed, the lyrics overlook
Set myself apart from these niggas, I got a different look
Rap without the hook, I still got em on the bait
I can fuck
a brother with fly taste
After this party there's another one at my place
Finesse is here, party people be aware
Throw your hands in the are because there's
(Party!)
Yo yo, I'm about to kick this party up, is that alright?
Yo, Yo, MC Ice on a Syndicate Rhyme spree
You say you wanna be down, you gotta talk
the old school
Takin you way, way back
When we used to rhyme like this
Check it out
[ VERSE 1 ]
Ain't nothin but a party, everybody come along
Keep your
would probably think it's Sting
My fish go bling, what, this old thing?
I never switch up, my brother need a biscuit
Then I'm gripped up, hangin' off
bullshit off
DEVelopment busting off lyrics
Like Kalashnikov
From long ranges MC's get picked off
I got a chip on my shoulder
All i gotta do is let the chip
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
younger brothers what it is to be a man
By tearing up the party when the mic is in my hand
This is what you call a winter/spring/summer jam
Fall into
dat party"
[Wild Child]
Hahahah... my fantasy is to line MC's in chronological order
Tell 'em I'm mad at all of ya brothers, check out my
Pump pump pom pom POING!
Yo this goes out to George Bush
Get off my... diggi diggi diggi dick diggi diggi diggi dick
Diggi diggi diggi
you think that I'm a sucker
Parties that I've made, people wonder how long it lasted
Lyrics that are so hardcore, it'll leave you flabbergasted
Gasp
Aiyyo Fat Joe, it's your first album right?
You comin out the South Bronx
Time to let brothers know what time it is
T.S. in the house, yo T.S. in
ignored
The party people turned and walked off the floor
They did not applaud and they did not cheer
And homeboys just said "Get the fuck outta here"
So
BM = Brother Marquis
FKI = Fresh Kid Ice
TO = Both of them together
Verse 1
[BM] The party people love it when we take the stand
With
like an Uzi
Nothin' can bruise me
Lyrics let up when lady
Say don't lose me
So reload quickly
And you better hit me
While I'm lettin'
This fifi get wit'
like an Uzi
Nothin' can bruise me
Lyrics let up when lady
Say don't lose me
So reload quickly
And you better hit me
While I'm lettin'
This fifi get wit'
I'm a true mother fucker, I'm just tryna make my bread and butter off of this shit
Man it's no wonder that my hungers always drivin' me
This undeniably
Slid to party with all of my brothers, they hear that new Lala they know that it crank
Who you know running this bitch and he doing this shit
With no
That faces legal
Corruption with some of the most expensive
Campaigns in the world and many
Critiques of US foreign
Policy, which brings us to
This 1996
the brandy, the rum and Coke and
The zig zags in Vegas for that chronic straight from Oakland
This beat's not redundant off the SP-1200
Tash has mastered
Of my whole entire city with my brothers like it's Jonas
We're higher than some stoners, Uber in that Rover
Y'all be sleepin' like some comas
Bitches hit
like mass transit
You're not as smooth as this, so what can you do with this
Brothers need to stop and step with that foolishness
I'm the type
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