Lyrics:
broke don’t try me
I been going real hard
Yall been looking real soft big pause
Trap still jumping like the 90s
Kris kross
The merch is out
We really rap like the rappers
You spread word about
We the ones that your momma
Told you to worry about
Running wild since Kris Kross
Was
the sound blast/ n can shoot a mosquito off a cow ass
nigga think Ra trick off bread/ she gotta
twist that’ll have u jumping wit out the kris Kross dreads/
know all about this
From days of drawers to bumping to Kris Kross
Your ways are yours, while I'm carrying Key's cross
Here's a path I chose, to always
we chop life na no go suffer from ulcer
Anyway baby have it your way
Wetin you carry got me carried away
See as bootty just dey jump kris kross
No be
the street, holla, "What's up Doc?"
I got a Bugs Bunny chain with a matchin' watch
I make y'all jump like Kris Kross, bounce like Bow
I'm the next
way, I can tell by the look that's all on your face
You want it too
But you can't around me, you don't know what you started
You know what I need,
bitches jump in like kris kross
Two way streets is gettin’ narrower and narrower
And now i see how the differences start to addin’ up
Subtract all beef
Kris Kross
Faded making me jump
Beat kinda heart beat
Lowkey a drunk / drum
Lean inna party bro finna slump
Don’t get me started
Cause I get the flow I
the tip off, can't flip the switch off
Don't get the signal twisted like Kris Kross
We gon' push the mission to the limit, Rick Ross
Surrounded by so many
The same thing that make you laugh
You gon' cry from
Laugh now, cry later but your time will come
And if you live by the gun
You could die from one
Cause that's just what KR collects
See, what do you expect when you rhyme like a soft punk
You walk down the street and get jumped
You got to have
bricks talk
Run when that Jack Daniels cap twist-off
'Cause fuckin' with that J.D., I put you in a Kris Kross
Fuck a list, I'm a Sith Lord
The West
COULD
BUT THEY WON'T CAUSE THEY KNOW
SEE WE LIVE BY THE SAME CODE
BITE THE HAND THAT FEEDS AND YOU STAY BROKE
WANNA MAKE MORE?
HOLLA AT A G
I'LL SHOW YOU
stall
Stutter, softer than melted butter
There's no other word, go ask your mother
Hard solid as your city
Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that
clear like vinegar
Kris is the hood of America, I stay ahead of ya
What I spit will better ya, retire? Me? No, never, nah
Way too clever for cats
Total domination on stage
Kris is the name, 22 is the age
Those that wanna battle, I know who you are
You got a little girl, you drive a little car
confidence, 'cause you dwell on surface knowledge
Dig deeper into my speech or the only way you'll learn
Is to have a translator explain my rhymes in
on a prick
And make his chick watch while I strip him
And send him home with his
Clothes back to front
Something like Kris Kross!
I do my ting do yours
True
off
Waves, water blend, rhyme flow in slow motion
Thick snare, I'm feelin like a snail in the ocean
What's your wish? Wanna Kringle like Kris
off
Waves, water blend, rhyme flow in slow motion
Thick snare, I'm feelin like a snail in the ocean
What's your wish? Wanna Kringle like Kris
off and ripped Pamela Lee's tits off
And smacked her so hard I knocked her clothes backwards like Kris Kross
I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my
of rhymes (my book of rhymes)
Get 'em all off my pad, every thought that I had
I said, I'm emptyin' (I'm emptyin') my book of rhymes (my book of rhymes
time for another one
Yeah, haha
I'm Snoop Dogg-Dogg
And my rhyme-rhyme-rhymes are fresh
I'm Snoop Dogg-Dogg
And my rhyme-rhyme-rhymes are fresh
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