Lyrics:
Started rubbing my eyes
When I heard the birds talk
Hey mister sleep you're gonna
Have to take walk
But nothing has as much power to
Make me
man
DJ Pete Rock, producer extraordinaire, yo Pete Rock
Make it clear
I can flex, bend, lend a pen to a friend
Keep a party pimping from now
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Y'know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my man
The time is running out, tick-tock, like the grains of sand
Every man sharpens man, like steel sharpens steel
The threat of a war is real
Where
gon' fall off
Jumpin' out the trees with the ski's (with them ski's yeah)
Pull up on the plug with the fees (with them fees yeah)
Make her pop a perky
This was caused by traumatic instances of the past
That bring up the feeling of rejection and not being wanted
There is no real cure for this
The best
a gang of street masons (uh)
Scribe check make connects
True pyramid architects (yeah)
Replace the last name with the X (X)
The man's got a God complex
man
DJ Pete Rock, producer extraordinaire, yo Pete Rock
Make it clear
I can flex, bend, lend a pen to a friend
Keep a party pimping from now
seem to all be fam
I put the gun to Cardan, tell him, "Tell your man"
Mason Betha, haha
Come up off that watch now, I mean right now
The only excuse
gotta hold on and make it last
They say good things come to those who wait
But it's life that goes so fast
And when there's just one rule you live by
it I take it
Watch ya Chevy mister
Move ya purse miss
'cause I tote heavy pistols
And man they burst quick
It's too late to hesitate
I was told
and scratched by Rock)]
"Sendin this one out.. to my man" -> [Prodigy]
"Meth-Tical" -> [Meth] "Pete Rock"
"Half man, half amazin" -> [Nas]
"Make it hot nigga!"
power struggle make de whole a dem a freeze
Hey you Mr. Sky Man, mister pharisees
Can you show some love and put your minds at ease
I no bow down
surviving
My mind's waking up but my body ain't buying
The other two girls doctor tell me they're fine
And mister uber man is he alive?
And mister uber man
Aha, y'nahmean?
Word up, just wanna bring em to it real
Real rugged like, uh, man
Make me feel like I'm method out and all that, y'nahmean?
Go
through SC
Just walk on by, nigga, just walk on by
Before you fuck up my high
Before you fuck up my high
Before you fuck up my high
If you see me in
'round the cup
And I drink my pinky up
Oh my nigga said he passing me
Well where the fuck you catching up
Ain't make to my cup of tea
Ain't make it pass my
I want is more
So, can you teach me, what you want me to be?
Teach me, what's your reality?
Oh mister, can you teach me what to think and to see?
it up for adoption
Raising one aint the move, not an option
Cut it out move along get silly with it
Get silly with it
Silly, goose
Mister, moose
a nerdy internet computer hip hop head
"Me and you, Clef, we're gonna make some cash"
"Grab this silver paint and just paint my ass"
Hey, mister, would
When I am feeling those feelings
I need sex to heal man
Oh you too
Good I'm not by myself
Now I can be myself because I can vibe with someone else
man
DJ Pete Rock, producer extraordinaire, yo Pete Rock
Make it clear
I can flex, bend, lend a pen to a friend
Keep a party pimping from now
Ayo where's my huh I mean, where's my date?
‘Cause if it is today
I see sunshine, I want to play
Fill up my shoes, pit stops Sunoco
Yo mister with
Ain't got the time to post up on no block
State yo issue drop a lo
Make the news by 5 o'clock
Ho I'm hot bitch
Ho all my music knock bitch
Don't need no
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