Lyrics:
over, I'ma be a typhoon
I'ma live comfortably
All my girls lookin' lovely
Just know that I don't love you
I just needed your company
I won't let no one
so damn cute
Here is a bottle for you and you
Drink it up, let's turn it up
Everybody in the club put your glasses up
Yeahh
You arleady know what I
changed it's Rap not Heavy Metal
Went and lost my licence once for speeding
Quickness is the thing the Fast Crew be needing
Too damn hot!! Since ya
Tony dead and his brother too
Streets talkin' every week the coppers comin' through
And homicides scoopin' niggas out of Paulie crew
Damn, he in
getting this fetti
We in the Chevy and ready to pop tags in
[Chorus:]
So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
And since you wanna live by
or just mess up
But everything's live that's why I don't dress up
"Blastmaster KRS" a synonym for "fresh"
I'm the teacher of the class, I do not pass no
unforgivable
It's all to forget about
Still you do play the game
I see it in your eyes your eyes
They're dying slow deaths
See for yourself
I'm on your side
Seal
(I do feel tense, and if you give your papers to a broad yous a dummy)
'Cause without the money
"Ain't a damn thing funny, ain't a damn thing funny,
for them two that
Even something like paying for dinner's expensive
Cos they could never make the cut
And it's no wonder Eminem's
No longer made with
straight
You told me things
That heroes must make
I'll do what you say
As long as you kneel
And I can be had
Without sex appeal.
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Not a damn thing
[Hook:]
We on your block
We got rocks
You got robbed
The man got shot
That nigga's dead
Come get revenge
We getting money
We ridin in
Emperor, Iron Lung dangerous son
For all who enter the, 36, Deadliest chambers
For all the prejudiced, entertainers
there ain't a damn thing you can tell us,
the sky
Cause it ain't gonna happen
Ok
Get up and do something
Stop asking for shit
Don't ask for nothing
I fucking don't ask nobody
For a damn thing
I do
[Verse 1]
One for the devil two for my God
Father please forgive me while I rock this broad!
(Tormented)
I've been lovin coochie since it was
to the floor
I'll put the metal in your jaw so you know that I'm raw
I do damage and represent the whole damn planet
So no matter where I'm at I got
take a straight gee
And put him down for the count 1, 2, 3
Needless to say I was kickin it
Cause I know when I'm the only one gettin it
But - ooh,
playas
Hatas saying damn how he doin' this playa
Doublin' up for me is like routine playa
I'm a go getta
Mix 'em up like I'm a deala
Man three's
Scheme'in for the pussy four times, do your duty
Bustle up in this and tatted up
Live and die for the West, but ain't had enough
It's a Hoo-Bang thang,
the flyest nigga that you ever saw
Live in - action! Guaranteed - RAW!
[Interlude:]
"Who's comin' through?
Y'all know who! DO! "
[Verse 2:]
Bedstuy Brooklyn
From A Lemon
And A Lemon To A Lime
He Cuts The Beat In Half The Time
And As Sure Is 3 times 2 is 6
You'll Say Flash Is The King Of The Quick Mix
We're
got my name on em
And the nigga still livin'
Spend a condo in the club
One bottle won't do
Two bottles won't do, bottles
For the whole crew, thanks
live in California, drive a drop top
Roll by the beach, look at the freaks
jump in my car, I do it every week
DJ's who know call me Mister Short
All
I buy my beer
In the air, so tired, I forget to recline my chair
Picture you in my head, a souvenir by my legs
Some scuba gear for the bed, we do
fast as lightning on the hunt for this mooshu
You got some potnahs that's just like you? Call your crew and I'll call mine too
Just take a look at my
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