Lyrics:
To all the coons, I say "Hi!"-de-ho
Produced by the mighty pro
Crazy Kay Gee kickin' hit's like Karate Joe
Always with the mind every time to
Blame it
worried by a limelight I'd
Rather get my grind right i rhyme nice
Niggas trying to stunt like it's prom night
But I'm in my prime like
Lebron in
eight
Now I need something in my stomach 'cause I haven't ate
Maybe I'll grab a plate of nachos and I'll have a steak
And you'd think that with all I
poet that you know it would
I'd rather talk about how my neck is frozen and I
I'd rather talk about the naked hoes and the stay up in the bitches
statement's wit
& I'm concentrating on making hits
& I'm fittin' em line by line
Teeth I grit & I'm tryin to find the perfect rhyme scheme
I'm dreamin'
fore wall, necklace wearin' beard
You don't want this money till it's rich
Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free
Go against the grain, I got
when they pass by
Get mad that I get green, you dealing with the Hulk
I put my anger in the music, nigga this is the result
Did a hundred thousand
I'ma soldier!
Stick in my chrome receiver, and I fins to get it on
Influenced by the dolja
Blastin' at the rollers
Callin' couple of soldiers
but the whole crew’s lovin it
Zandy Flandy, listen, man, I never thought I’d come to face you
But you’ve betrayed dude so put away that self esteem
record
I'd always be recording in the attic or wherever I could so, I love you
I thank you for supporting me there
But then, she was like, "you gotta
the richest
All those times that we spent by the pool girl
Was too broke to even take you to the zoo girl
Maybe it's because I had you girl
Was thinking
furniture shopping, too busy burnin' you
Watching you, learning you
Word to Pac, I'm plottin' to murder you
Sure the thought can occur to you
My next album
[Heavy D]
Yea this is uh Super funk you know what I'm sayin
This is for all the players and playetts wherever you at you dig
I'm talkin about
tasty-ass jams,
We'd like to say that we don't own the rights to the characters that we parody on this album.
Like, uh, Zelda.
Or Mario.
Or... the... Metroid
are now
Since "Can I Borrow a Dollar?" Ooh I'm a star now
I'm coming from Chi-town, we was the first to do it
Me, No I.D., Twilite Tone on the music
ain't know if I'd see daddy no more
By the time I was seven, we all moved out to the city
Southside, Minneap-, you know these trenches is gritty
Only
berattas, stack cheddar
When the Village was termed the Felix Mitchell, D and Black era
Real goodfellas, the whole Ville was down for whatever
Protected by
would come raining on down
Turning up the volume on my little town
You know it'd
Bring to mind that radio high
With the waves passing by
And the songs
my message
The message, oh those messages
I'd give anything back just to be with you
By now you should have gotten my message
Did it get to you, get
on your side
Not with duality but by seeing morality
You'll learn to forgive and overcome
Learning the truth
Talking no concern this time
Cause we got Cern
Buongiorno!
That's hello in Spanish
My name is Danny Sexbang
And I'd like to welcome you to Ninja Sex Party's sixth album
Cool Patrol
Can you
J'suis sur l'tard-pé d'une meuf de passage
Là j'dois grimper step by step
J'l'ai pas raté, ma baby est pas sage
J'suis en toujours en bas, quand même
Jumping on the stage, just performing a song
Never thought I’d see the day they all sing along
Bringing back life to the game
Seems like I can’t go
(I get to clock in)
I get to to work I get to clock in, new album, I'm trying to drop it
In my division you be lacking, ain't putting up with
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