Lyrics:
to see me
Like John Cena
High jab ya, huh, then wrap you like a turban
Pack a Stan in a can and ship him to Eminem
And say "Dax needs a feature" and
Pray
Yo I was sold to a sick European by a rich African battlin'
Middle Passages, I can't go back again
Battlin' years of denyin' history, lies
Ooo who did this beat
I like this
This nice
This here's for the radio edit
We just got an X Rating
Imma gone and wet it
Yeah
Bass Dheep
Ha Ha Ha
Fuck
Yo I was sold to a sick European by a rich African battlin'
Middle Passages, I can't go back again
Battlin' years of denyin' history, lies
felt by the real I got plenty
Oh you don't feel me, all my affiliates feeling it
If they edit out the message, tell 'em bring it back
If I said it then I
what I mean
An ANTI NIGGA machine
I ain't got no radio edits!
Baby we don't come clean
Yet I
Stay on my JERU
A dirty rotten scoundrel
On the Southside
In
lettuce go
Incredible YO!
This is what I mean
An ANTI NIGGA machine
I ain't got no radio edits!
Baby we don't come clean
Yet I
Stay on my JERU
A dirty
to shine on my time, forget it
Hear me on radio, live vocally do edits
E-swift scratchin and threading, with supreme unleaded
Only the best out the likwit
energy that is a remedy, hey yo listen here bro
Stay away from me
Please stay far away from me
Leave me by my lonely
Just let me be
Stay away from
yaeh
Disrespect anyone of my bros again
Fling on my black track clothes again
Make sure you die slow again
And I'm finished, yo yo
Like Arma said, it's
You hear me rhyme and try to shine on my time forget it
Hear me on radio live vocally do edits
E Swift scratchin and threading with supreme
lettuce go
Incredible YO!
This is what I mean
An ANTI NIGGA machine
I ain't got no radio edits!
Baby we don't come clean
Yet I
Stay on my JERU
A dirty
Big Daddy Kane told me No Half Steppin'
You half step it's a wrap
You getting wrapped up like an Aztec mummy
Yo you know why this dude
Cass' act real
hunt
From now on, y'all crossed the land
Craig Mack's the upper hand with more
Rhymes than the beach got sand you're an MC
Yo my original job is that
music reign supreme by far
WPFW kiss FM and WHUR
Ten tracks And I'm looking pretty
I Love Music in the Chocolate city
Spoken word, Sound of Philly is
music reign supreme by far
WPFW kiss FM and WHUR
Ten tracks And Im looking pretty
I Love Music in the Chocolate city
Spoken word, Sound of Philly is
picture, how I swerve up on your sister
Wit' a dance, tip dance that'll turn her to a stripper
Yo the burner by the zipper, burn 'em, turn 'em to a pisser
Probably cause I live by the art of for-keeps
I get indicted after my product's released
We a different form, a different centrifugal force
Every line is
can tell by the cars I drive, I got money
In the city where I am from, I stay hungry
I'm certified as a real gangsta
Hating on Rum will get your ass
a free throw
She don’t really smoke but stay rolling my trees though
Always down to ride especially for the cheese yo
Yeah, yeah
And I’m tired of the games
I put in that work and stack up my bread for my business, oooh it sounds like i'm rich
You stay around bitches i really mean bitches and flex, my
Wake up, wake up, wake up
One, two, one, two
We dedicate this one to the hip-hop culture y'all
Brought to you by the world famous Wake Up Show
At my door I hear Ding dong
My money right my checks long
Wondering why i work hard stay Strong
You felt some way you ain't Belong
I'm the one make you
euros by the pound
I'm a nuisance
Taste, touch, smell, sight, sound
Whatever's clever
In my harvard sweater
Yo girl head game weak
But I forgave her she
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