Lyrics:
the grandma dance
Do the midnight walk do the midnight walk
Do the grandma dance do the grandma dance
New kid on the block do the midnight walk
Keep up your
funky, nigga
And that's why I gotta keep a ratchet, bad bitch
Work two jobs and gets taxes
Bought a new Glock, hold 30 like a plasma
All she want is
the kids in "The Bling Ring"
But how am I s'posed to know that they jealous
If they don't tell us to stay away from their fellas?
Rockefeller, Tijuana, with
beams always stay green and red
With a flashlight so I can spot the bitch
Unload a whole clip before he shot his shit
Fuck her one time then I block dat
myself the man
I'm out cruising the block that I own smoking a Swisher
When all the rocks are gone, I will be richer
Fiends keep me paid, each day is mine
the nighttime
Time is by my silhouette, tired of being a harbinger of bad news
Tired of paying rent, and I'm tired of paying dues
And I'm tired of being polite,
just the master piece
I won't be defeated by the voice that sits inside of me
Please
Kids
Don't fucking idle me
Where'd you get the recipe
Well CMC
Suckers!
[daz]
How many real homeboys y'all got out there?
Can y'all count on one hand? i can
Straight up, dogg pound gangstas
Funky fresh in
the gun butt, woke up in the big white van
Y'all niggas just kidnapped the kid?
He told me, "Hell yeah, boy, you you know what it is
I know where you
8:46 i look thru the list
Of children of god police couldn't co exist w
I'm on my Medgar (Evers) & Malcolm (x) shit
Scribe by my lonely uptown in
to
The Rhythm
Well I came here for something funky to happen
Is this Christmas 'cause everybody's rappin
You better get sparked by the song that I sing
runway
Still wanna jump with no bungee
Get funky like kid n play, I must say
It's okay not to be okay
begins
And my pocket starts itching cuz I need ends
Hit the block got a dub in my sock (Straight gas)
Knife in my pants headphones bumping Pac (Thug Life)
like wayne shorter, recognize ones uplifting culture
Supanova flyin like comets headed to nova scotia]
Leading a new school and head of this generation
like wayne shorter, recognize ones uplifting culture
Supanova flyin like comets headed to nova scotia]
Leading a new school and head of this generation
nights taxed, cause the kid can spit
It's all about the benjamins, but I'm a real lyricist
Dont challenge, I'm worst than that damn cinnamon
Any of them
Mike will make it
Aw shit Imma do it again
Born the same year and got the same flow as The Eminem Show
How does that go
New school rapper who's New York
Hey yo kid bust this, it's time to drop the flavour
I'm fly as can be, I'm rhymin' on my good behaviour
From New York City kickin' dope rhymes that
In my mind and in my soul
I can take control of a beat whenever I roll
Stroll up the block, 40-dog cocked back
In my knapsack is a Uzi-wop (Black
Despite circumstances
Raise these seeds
That we planted
Gonna run the planet
New foundation hard as granite
Looking at the kids
Feeling like we
I set if off by letting you know that I can flow to many beats
Similar to flu so freely
And you can say I'm getting kind of greedy
But so what 'cause
and spit you out like done with it
[Mr. Complex]
I wanna be that fly new boy when the kids crack out on the table the
Tape or CD and hear me, shape your
scared you oughta
I'm so bad, that I can ride the tip in water
I'm a new breed far from a young seed
Like a boy scout daily do my good deed
The rhyme
And the cream of the crop hip hop cause we be
Crackin' the whip on the poppin' be pimpin' the whole punk block
At the junk shop
Fellowship shop shape
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