Lyrics:
Let's go!
Your time is running out, I'm talking here and now, I'm talking here and now
It's not about what you've done
It's about what you doing
about time that you knew us about time that we blew up
Critics remain tight lipped scared to dip in the funk we produce made hype and hip
A multitude
melon in now
With a pistol so big yo it could lift
A hippo and knock an elephant down
Akh, I punch a lot, I'm tellin' you now
And that fake-ass ice that
I did say sorry about the `old woman,' but from the
behind you looked--
DENNIS: What I object to is you automatically treat me like an
inferior!
Man 1: What?
Mandy: This praising.
Wise Man 1: No, no, no.
Mandy: Oh! Well, if you're dropping by again do pop in. (they
take
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
you, ain't no savin you
I'm five times stronger than the hate for niggas in the heart
of David Duke
I take your style from ya, and your pride
haters all up on my Boto
And I ain't ever gonna give em promo
Hell no, it's the Hilo boy anthem
All my Soldiers where you at
Where the fuck you at
Time
haters all up on my Boto
And I ain't ever gonna give em promo
Hell no, it's the Hilo boy anthem
All my Soldiers where you at
Where the fuck you at
Time
haters all up on my Boto
And I ain't ever gonna give em promo
Hell no, it's the Hilo boy anthem
All my Soldiers where you at
Where the fuck you at
Time
(Party!)
Yo yo, I'm about to kick this party up, is that alright?
Yo, Yo, MC Ice on a Syndicate Rhyme spree
You say you wanna be down, you gotta talk
Homie, you ain't hitting on nothin'
Drop that top when I hit that butt
Pimp so hard it's a full time job
Swear, 12 stacks in my glove box
Bitch niggas,
too)
You got a big mouth (I can't forget you)
A big mouth, a big mouth
There's a rumor being spread about me and my crew
About something we did
You know the joint is jumpin',
my heart is pumpin',
and this is just the start!
Whoa! I was a big noise from Winnetka,
I'll be a big noise in your
Get numbers, get names
Thick dames
Headhunters get brains
Big thangs
Give niggas shitstains
The shit, man
And don't you forget, man.
We be
didn't feel
A thing when they said anything about me
I know who I am and I know the mission that
Needs to be accomplished by
Me don't ever forget
That I am
talk about,
A million things
That sparked between us
All you wanna talk about
Don’t make sense baby I ain’t tryna hear it
I don’t got the time when I
You know the joint is jumpin',
My heart is pumpin',
And this is just the start!
Whoa! I was a big noise from Winnetka,
I'll be a big noise in your
You know the joint is jumpin',
My heart is pumpin',
And this is just the start!
Whoa! I was a big noise from Winnetka,
I'll be a big noise in your
This will be the downfall of the pitiful uh
The quake of Big Ben has you shook
I read you like an open book
I'll force you into a dark nook
You'll beg
(Big)
Pop that shit like it's a bump ()
Mystified by a big 'ol rump (Uffda)
It's not enough to be a distraction (Too smart)
Can't wait 'till I get
somebody new I thought I never would
Forget you for I thought then I never could
But time has taken all the pains away
Until now I'm down to hurtin' once
one pistol
You should run
And whoever run witchu should run witchu
You rap about guns all the time in ya bars
I get time behind bars cause that
What
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