Lyrics:
check it out, break
Yeah, uh huh, oh yeah
That's how I like it
That's how I like it
Woof, woof, woof, woof
[Christopher Williams:]
Hey, oh yeah,
a Christopher Reeve
Sonny Bono, skis, horses and hittin' some trees (hey)
How many retards'll listen to me
And run up in the school shootin' when they're
off my clothes and started to cast lots
The pain of the whips were like bullets from a rifle
Three times denied by my own disciples
Nailed to the Cross
This is a spoken word poem by me
First name Big
Last name Bisgo
One day I was walkin down the street
And I saw Christopher Walken
And I said
"Hey
and casting spells
Stung by the spelling bee
And they says congratulations
You graduated
From slavery
To paid slavery
You actually made it!
Here! Take
kids come to knock up on your door so
Let 'em in, let 'em in
Let 'em in (hey)
Not a day goes by
When I ain't gettin' high, they wonder
Why don't I
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
repercussion, cause mass destruction
Fuck around strain ya til ya plan malfunction
Sit cha ass down, hey, bouncin' out ta flushin'
Check extra P by the boom
can keep that queso hey yo
That's why we don't roll with the drama
Don't get drunk, don't roll marijauna
Not because hell's hot like the
Coals in
want some attention, it's creating tension (haha)
Was jumpin' them fences, headed to detention (hey)
Oops, I mean the pen' the way that I was livin'
about to stir up
Some shit thick as Mrs. Butterworth's syrup
It's the Mr. Picked-on-christopher-reeves-just-for-no-reason
Other than to just to tease
thang a poor boy can
Don't make my dollars by tellin' lies
You cross my line you better step aside
Sometimes I get an attitude
That's a half mile wide
scratch
A 1988 Kid and Play rap
Hey I can cross a line like a nose guard
Hey I don't write my lines I want your yard
Hey I been doin time in the cold
Can't fuck with these monkey ass niggas I am not Dora
Christopher Columbus in her ocean imma explore her
Clutchin up I be coming back by the 4th
OF CID
CHRISTOPHER CROSS
A BOSS PLAYER OF THIS RAP SHIT
YOUR FAVORITE MC BREAK NIGHT TRYNNA IMPRESS ME
LAYERS TO THIS RAP SHIT
OH YOU DID A SONG YA SONG
Dedicated! Free my nigga Meek Mill!
D6!
I walk inside the strip club
Buy what I want then I go hey
All this snow up in my house
These bitches call
and your losses
Small fish but the pond is big like Christopher Wallace
Never fit in to politic or befriended no college kids
Just smoke some grass and fill
the vibe I get
When I drive by six people and five I hit (whoops)
Aw shit, I started a mosh pit
Squashed a bitch and stomped her foster kids (ah)
These
the vibe I get
When I drive by six people and five I hit (whoops)
Aw shit, I started a mosh pit
Squashed a bitch and stomped her foster kids (ah)
These
the things you never did
Inexperience -- it once had cursed me
But your youth is no handicap -- it's what makes you thirsty
Hey, kid you know you can
the next day and this kid came up to me and was like 'Hey, I bet your family did that shit. You sand n*****"
the crime
Like Christopher Nolan, I'm from where they shoot you in dark of the night
I remember hearing whizzing go by
Down by the streets where my momma told
your mother hun
Yeah It's Shief in casе they wondering
I been hot for years and thеse kids just fuckin' just Discovered hummmm
Like Christopher Columbus
I'm in a line
Gonna make a move
Cross the State
Rolling it wide
Hey!
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