Lyrics:
and he goes, "right you horrible lot,
you musician slime, you scumbags, you sleazeballs, get on that stage now, it's time to do your show, you
lazy
Radio Station KMG, 187 on your dial
And what I want you to do is tune in
At 5 O'clock and listen to the homeboys
Total K-oss and Go-Mack
They'll gonna be
something like that
Alright, let's kick this shit on the one, kick it
Back by demand, now it's big as fuck
Because you as the public, you should know
something like that
Alright, let's kick this shit on the one, kick it
Back by demand, now it's big as fuck
Because you as the public, you should know
and you can't say (fuck)
I really think you want to hear it
But the radio stations, you see, they still gonna fear it
Yo, I thought this country was
got caught with the seven deadly sins They want me to keep it clean like radio edits
I got caught up in stupid shit Now my heart is filled with toxins
black, two in the Coupe, you better duck
Who's that lookin' through my window? Blaow, nobody now
You motherfuckers better lay it down
B A B Y, capital D C
undressin' to test me and uh
Shut me down if ya want, and miss the chance to do it live
When I stroll by, I see that look in yo' eye
You wants a nigga,
You probably already know this in your heart: diamonds and diamond engagement rings are b*llshit. You might not know why, and you might not be able
demand most
Funky as parliament, smooth as Luther Vandross
I wouldn't present myself to you as somethin' that sound nervous
You want it to be live, so
check it
Move back, move back, you can't fuck with me, huh
I'm from the clique called N.I.B.
Move back, move back, you can't fuck with me, huh
I'm
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
the life of a child
You meant to do it, so now your motto is (tell 'em)
The more bullets, the less blacks live (you better)
Watch your back you murderer
a man comin' on right now
He's garuanteed to throw down
He goes by the name of Wonder Mike
Come on, Wonder Mike, do what you like!
I say a can
so I had to stop (whoa)
And I don't know what to say to him, I mean,
Do you think he blondes?
I guess I could be blonder
I mean, Do you think Jim
the states?"
Man if Cass' get me mad, get on the weights
Before the next question asked is
"Do you think he awake?"
It's gon' be a body tonight
Somebody better
to ride
To keep the heater right by her side
[Eve]
Ah-yo so what the deal dogg tell me keep it real dogg
N****z seem to the brain how you feel dogg
leaves me completely terrified
But you just cannot think that I didn't want anything to do with you
Because absolutely nothing could be further from
cocksucker mights be evil, but he am a prince! now he be talkin' de vernak-luh, I's findin' it consid'rubly mo' cornvemient to in- demnify wit his
Sidewinder, you got air on the roads
Eskimo Dance, you was spitting off-beat
Lord of the Mics, you was spitting that heat
But right now, your bars ain't
a piece of this gangsta, lean, straight from Queens
Strong as liquor, to be seen in a limousine
Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline
Wouldn't bite
a piece of this gangsta, lean, straight from Queens
Strong as liquor, to be seen in a limousine
Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline
Wouldn't bite
a piece of this gangsta, lean, straight from Queens
Strong as liquor, to be seen in a limousine
Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline
Wouldn't bite
on the seventh, my n-
By the way, is a ghetto up in heaven, my n-? (Jesus)
If it is, keep the chariot revvin' my n-, yeah (Lord)
That's what my momma be sayin'
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