Lyrics:
Hold my hand
You can hit while they watch, boy
(So, 9:30?)
(I'll see you there)
(No, you hang up)
(You hang up)
Somethin' different about you
to play
Summa get in hot so it's time to slay anytime he comes by he wants to stay
I make him eat me up like a lunch plate
Now that's my kind of day I'm
grip
Like ya boy bout to walk the dogs
Now hold a scale like you weighing something
My rate way up there
Still lames they sell
And aint saying nothing
Im
Oh boy, oh boy
Lay it on the track now
Oh boy, oh boy
Can you guess who's back now
The king of the ring
The tiger, the giant
The rebel
let's ride
Get high, get high, get high (c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
(This is a lake of fire, but I can't even hold on)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's
let's ride
Get high, get high, get high (c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
(This is a lake of fire, but I can't even hold on)
It's Bone and Biggie Biggie
It's
because that was your dog
Now you hands-on, but things don't ever seem right
You make a call to give your lawyer the green-light
He look into it then hit
away like you fake
Straight out PA short Texas, servin' trees on the West
A money makin' machine, nigga I do it best
With the cream and the cash, by any
like to snatch fat sacks
I used to be nice with my rhymes, and now I drop dimes
*Beastie Boys scratch "What's the time?"*
It's time to get paid in
drank, two cups poured up
I'm insanely down, slowed up
She built round, butt bubbled up
Don't inflame me now, go nuts
I keep flame right by my guts
It
on top when we by the stove
When she told me to do it faster, that's when I dug deeper
Now every time I see her, I gots to freak her 'cause
When I
on top when we by the stove
When she told me to do it faster, that's when I dug deeper
Now every time I see her, I gots to freak her 'cause
When I
my child would become a Beastie Boy
Please don't be an accountant
The common problem is that
We are not someone else
Like washing your DICKIES
here will rock your bodies
Take somebody by the waist and uh
Now throw it in they face like uh
Systematic, ecstatic, this hit be automatic
Work me,
Jimmy Iovine time
Chase cheese, rhyme 'til my voice give out
This is it my niggas, this what we boast about
Now I'm here, so shut your motherfucking
y'all it's on for life
The only bars I ever be behind is the one's I co-write
Hold it down, hold the crown
What I gotta brag for? Y'all should know by
I'm walking up you be tucking your chain
We out for blood I be making it rain
Keep talking shit you'll get hit with the blade
Pick up a brick I ain't
here will rock your bodies
Take somebody by the waist and uh
Now throw it in they face like uh
Systematic, ecstatic, this hit be automatic
Work me,
for gleem, plus play it then finally hit your screen
I may not be the giant but I want that jolly green
I got tomorrow's dreams baby, don't share
Sleepless in Brooklyn like a Beastie Boy, yeah
Dot your I's, cross your T's
I'm as G as they come but I fuck with T's
Travis Kelce, Scott, Tom Brady T's
ridin' wit a mask
Dough boy, dough boy, dough boy
Catch him lackin', then do the dash
It's hot now
Suns out guns out gotta bring 'em out (Bring 'em out)
They just saw it appear."
"Now where else did you find places to conceal deadly weapons?"
("Oh, there's Conrad General over there, let's say hello
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
god, that's some funky shit
And I'm a Beastie Boy
Airwalks and a bowl cut
Skater when a skater wasn't cool
When it was just, "so what? Fuck you
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