Lyrics:
See bring home a instead of deep and my mom and dad
If I had rhythm in my nursery rhyme In the corner on a stool I'd sit cause I broke a rule But
less
Than all the rhymes that will pass the test
Because I'm cool as ice, I'm twice as nice
I never had an off-day in my life
You see, I take all
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
walked into Cali, the place was packed
Sir Too $hort "Don't stop that rap"
I keep rapping my rhymes, all the time
You got no rhymes, so you listen
Rappers like you talk bullshit
I told my boys there?s a new funky drummer in town
You?re trying to be like james brown
If I couldn?t be me, who would I
like to chill
So I drive up in my new Seville
My tribe went down in the hall of fame
'Cause I'm the one who shot Jesse James
Pound for pound, I will
Most say he's mellow quite a nice fellow met three tee at a rhyme at
A cappella, they had the rhythm I had the rhyme, so then I hit it out
One more
Most say he's mellow quite a nice fellow met three tee at a rhyme at
A cappella, they had the rhythm I had the rhyme, so then I hit it out
One more
The counterfeit misfits that rap had to admit that
My rhymes are so dangerous, I need a permit to rap
Solo, on the microphone
MC's, don't let me catch you alone
they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
season, nigga
Walkin' in the storm
My face had the hatred in it
Mons had the colorful money with
The staples in it
Grew up street and I stay committed
lessons to rhyme
For a rhyme drives a point
With rhythm through time
If we are able, put lessons to rhyme
If we are able, put lessons to rhyme
If we are
Hop
Picked the "Truth" beat for Beanie
And I was in the session with him, I had my demo with me
You know, like I always do
I played a songs, he's
my fly south
I ain't want the bird
Because I been killin' these hoes
These niggas just drop dead
In the drop head
All we do is bop heads
they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
than I can say
For my love of these puppeteers
Certified absurd prince of flattery
Product of a drunken, rhythm-driven faculty
Check a mortal mayhem
hereditary
If I was Math, you'd be dead already
Your picture on a obituary
Bullet holes in your head already
I'm 5000 and 0, my record dumb nigga
Dumb nigga
the Pit
I'm waiting on new entries today
And I've had nothing to eat today
In fact, I would like to find something to eat soon
I might eat You, Master, if
I had a dream about my man last night
And my man came by the studio
And his name is
Busta Rhymes in effect, Shaheed is in effect
Phife Did-awg is
years insane
Uh aye I can tell you a slave
By the look on your face
You never heard of me aye
In the night
Tell me what you know about the rhymes In
signature's on mine I give it my all time with
Rhythm and raw rhymes that ripple through dark skies
We always had the head that's why we body bag the beats
Twista
Pumpin a rhythm, a lyrical styler
My tongue'll be flingin a funky pile of
Lyrical rhymes that's breakin em off in the mind, I be flowin em holy, I
stay awake in my dreams
If there's all these nigz
Did I just compete
You tell me
Am3 k33 Ga rappers eyawor shi bian33 look who is popping now
Worhi3
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