Lyrics:
the flow, yeah
Years in the makin', and don't y'all mistake it
I got 'em by a landslide, we talkin' about races
You know this'll never be a tie, just look
You don't know, if you don't know by now
You better tell him 'bout it
What you gonna tell him bout it?
Yeah, yeah
Ten toes to the dirt
Pencil
Halsted
Towards a storefront past a storefront stoop
And a moon and a star and a placard that says Madame Maria's.
"Tell me your troubles,
But five
Halsted
Towards a storefront past a storefront stoop
And a moon and a star and a placard that says Madame Maria's.
"Tell me your troubles,
But five
low, don't go
tell me everything i oughta know
yeah alright yeah mmh
and sweetpie don't lie
give me all you got,cause i can take alot more than that
me the rundown
Thank God for Jesus, the Father, He can call me His son now
Seven o'clock I see the sun
Once I was blind now I see the Son
I see clearly
and shockin' and rockin', go house
Everybody say, rock it, don't stop it (Crowd repeats)
Well hit me, Mr. Biggs (Crowd repeats)
Pow Wow (Crowd repeats)
G-L-O
know me
Cause I'm out the door for sure approach me
Wave your hand to come over trying to coach me (what?)
Why you in the V-I, E-V-E too fly to drop by
basketball
You can call me Too, don't say it twice
You'll get me real mad and I'll fuck your wife
You see I'm not proper, I'm rarely polite
Too $hort, Too
rockin' and clockin' and shockin' and rockin', go house
Everybody say, rock it, don't stop it
Well hit me, Mr. Biggs, Pow Wow, G L O B E
The Soul Sonic
time, then I fuck her sister
Bitch give me neck and I don't even kiss her
Chains wrapped up make it feel like Twister
How that make you feel?
How that
playin', not the lottery (Lord)
I am in the flower, f- the pottery
Jargon is angelic, you don't get it, then pardon me
Got coke from Jesus, now I'm
in Chicago raised on Planet Rock talking
Catch knock my tape like beats (uh) I'm fresh as fruits
You pussy MC it's you I rebuke repent
You burn up
some Pepto-Bismol
To the hip to the hop you just don't stop
On the microphone is where I rock
Sucker MC's talkin' all that stuff
Party people let me
tell me where them niggas at before I take your ass hostage
He said "Alright. Around six around five
Of them niggas was riding around here in a maroon
with me and no more movies"
And it's all because your mama don't dance and your daddy don't rock and roll
Your mama don't dance and your daddy don't
with me and no more movies"
And it's all because your mama don't dance and your daddy don't rock and roll
Your mama don't dance and your daddy don't
with me and no more movies"
And it's all because your mama don't dance and your daddy don't rock and roll
Your mama don't dance and your daddy don't
at me
You only four, don't like your hair nappy
We both won't rock gators less they Navy's
I'ma bust my ass to make sure you have, girl
Cause right now
to X by
So if you with it, admit it
And let me hit it, hit it
Until you feel it
'Cause I don't stop, get it, get it
You need a new coach
Let's
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
and shockin' and rockin', go house
Everybody say, rock it, don't stop it (Crowd repeats)
Well hit me, Mr. Biggs (Crowd repeats)
Pow Wow (Crowd repeats)
G-L-O
ain't really happy for me, you mad that I popped (Jesus)
F- a car, five houses like, "Look what I copped" (Lord)
Devil like, "Jesus Christ, he gotta be
My daddy was workin' nine to five
When my momma was havin' me
By the time I was half alive
I knew what I was gonna be
But I left school and grew
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