Lyrics:
have no bland chicken rap shit
Sesame, ranch, garlic, parmesan, or Kung pow
Any sauce will do, no I won't get lost in it
Sing songy gaudy hits
Got me
the grain, game at my finger tips
Yeah, Killah Hill lay it down
Killa Beez on the swarm
Nigga
Aiyo, I plow down tracks like I'm out for revenge
Fuck
her too
Yo I'll send her to ya room soon as Hahz get through
That's how we got down, I done stopped now
My mayne Peri' got a brother on lock down (on
Dedicated to the great Scott La Rock
RIP, this one for you, my G let's get it
Boogie Down Productions, with Premier
We gettin paid
Y'all write
[Taken from Martin Luther King Jr's speech]
Though we come to cash this check
A check will give us a fund demands
a riches of freedom
writing a funky rap or two
So Free Your dull-ass Mind your funky Ass Will Follow
Your funk is watered down, in other words it's kinda shallow
Get Up to Get
new york
To break it down to straight english, what the fuck you want?
Remember me? you punk fagot crab emcee
Get your shit broke in half for fucking
T (tea), heat his face up, like a kettle do
Blocking out the hate, I need some polarized ray bans
Stop BUGGING, prolly could a had a part in SPACE JAM
Get
cash for eighty seven
Some did it got paid, some jams were never played
But I am just a poet who watched the whole parade
Go by, and why, cause they
know, stallion leading us
Into a hot girl summer followed by the
Coldest of nuclear winters
What does that even mean anyway?
I don't know
But, uh, hey
Dr.
the Broshigeez
And get blessed by the Beat Pharmacy
'Cause they hittin' you with
Jumping music, swift DJ's
Smoke machines and laser rays
Look out weekend cause,
Trademark Da Skydiver
Super Villain, I been that nigga
I'm gettin money with ya, then let's get richer
Join the clique, you gotta be enlisted
Whole
knocked out
Ima roll a strike
Get em knocked down
The way I came up?
Boy I had to take the Shid
I wanted
A nigga had to jugg
To get some money
If my momma
head, less is my barber
That n***a scared to shoot, he give me vibe like Tony Parker
Get my feelings hurt today, won't give a fuck bout it tomorrow
today
When I look up to the sky, the sun feels the same
Distracted by a rainbow, so I don't feel the rain
Oh oh sun shine those rays
Lost souls ah, get
These girls fall like dominoes, dominoes (J.R.)
These girls fall like dominoes, d-d-dominoes
These girls fall like dominoes, dominoes
These girls
Yeah, I go by the name of Cassidy the Hustler
And I brought two of my niggaz with me
And we about to shut the industry down
Ayo Wheezy let's get
employ
I shoot 12 rounds, now Jr. Jones Roy
Y'all so backwards, I don't do Backwoods, I'm a swisher man
8 in the mornin' you bouta get found by
tempting
But a nigga gotta get it put it up we onna mission
Shooting by myself going all around the city
Finna go Mia but Ian never been to Disney
Might take
At the funeral I could hear the whispers
When I took the shovel packing the dirt
Said goodbye by kissing the ground
Shocked I guess by what went down
Looking up I
I had to get right, but I know they gon' play me
I heard the ocean's deep, but I'm wavy
I don't understand what they mean when they hate me
I ain't
Cannot trust, I be followed by some fake ones
COD zombies yeah I gotta keep a ray gun
Keep a ray gun
Take you
Yuh bad lil shawty I could take you
and pass GO and get the pot of gold
In the MEDITERRANEAN
Met this fly lady, and
She had two lovers
The rich Parker Brothers
On the run from the IRS for
my eye, I might get amped
To rip something down, The Billboard holders is back
So when you see me, you gon' say he gets down
From darkness to DNA,
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