Lyrics:
The M-E double L strum where'd you get those swell drums
They heard us out in Belgium yo where u get that L from
Rappers burn like Melba toast
[Method Man]
Look what the cat dragged in
Underground dweller from the cellar bring terror
Scoop of high yellow cinderella, Meth forever
Never rush
snatch up a doll, met 'n vet vet hol
Till I got intercepted by this old ass dude
Like hoe te fok oom
Hou net op oom
Respect my uncle want soos 'n album gat
part of half the worlds crime
Runaway child blown by an old land mine
Little ones workin' in diamond mines
So cats can say whats hers and whats mine
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I had the food that made the cats go wild
Before music, I had a booming line
Fam, ask T-Mobile
Six o'clock in the morning
I flew out, flew down
and get outlined in chalk by the devil
I rep the borough that mothered this rap shit
I used to clap shit
Now I just lay back and mack on some mack shit
I
By 25 everybody locked or died
To busy playing around never looking ahead
Every funeral, cats get upset and cry
Turn their heads towards the sky trying
Family matters, It's in the last name
Saturday mornings feel like a half day
Time flies by until you've had enough
Summer grilling and juice inside
bein' harassed by police
I wrote my rhymes right there on the spot
New York City, 1984 corruption was hot
Cats sellin' Uzi's out the Jacob Javits
Never thought I'd be rappin' on the cypher
This a blessin'
Never thought I'd be rappin' for Premier
This cat's a legend
Never thought I'd get picked
got your bike I can't let you pop Willy
Y'all saw me at Kanye's third album with my cap no cap
My cousin Zu chilling in the stands with the Pack
And he
Zombie girl
Owl noise. And a bat. Rustle of the wind. A wolf howling.
I met her one night in a graveyard
I like to walk amongst the headstones
I'll let you know
Just another block episode
Yo, I roam the streets with my peeps and the gun by my crotch
I got beef with this cat that resides
Man, these dick-in-the-butt rappers could get shot in the face
Dragged through the streets and probably left some place
I seem shootouts in the park
mutter
I was something dragged in by the cat. Then
Just in time, I found you just in time
Before you came my time was running low
I was lost,
mutter
I was something dragged in by the cat. Then
Just in time, I found you just in time
Before you came my time was running low
I was lost,
Sheldon: In 1935 Erwin Schrödinger in an attempt to explain the Copenhagen Interpretation of quantum physics, he proposed an experiment where a cat
stay spray
At anything that may stand in they way
As I stand at the bay window with a hand grenade
And a trey eight, at the Mandalay Bay
Common
something they’ll remember
Before they crown us kings, rest in peace young simba
We have come this far by faith, leaning on the Lord
But now you got to get
Seize the glass worship poison
No truth but contradiction
Husk of sickness eroding slow
Comfort of death by stagnation
Infection fucking grows
In
can't find myself
Lost in the middle of bland
Don't nobody play nowadays all these digital bands
Ain't nobody musicians no more lyrical cats
How can we go
the boots
Dreams of capturing Jerry
Is a mouse not a rat
Jasper was the cats name see
(Remember)
Puss gets checked by the
Boots of Mammy shoes two
Lame like
us
Come on now
Look what the cat dragged in
Underground dweller from the cellar bring terror
Scoop a high yellow Cinderella, Meth forever
Never
in iraq
You don't know I rock?
What you under a rock?
Old cats beggin us to bring that beat back
Each generation thinks
The next one is wack
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