Lyrics:
got the flow that'll make ya say (damn)
Tha Alkaholiks got the hoes that'll make ya say (damn)
I've been told that my style is so cold it make your
them cups raising up
Snizzow flizzake is off in my dollar
Gotta nose it up
I dial drink by the liters, I'm a drinker ho
Ya swore you doin' it like
Me?
mental’s in tact
In fact as you get older you get wiser
If I told you all I knew it would probably surprise ya
This live wire shocks you like a taser
Baskin
nigga
Come one, come all niggas get the beat down
Retreat, creep or feel the heat
Of the Breed sound collect facts
Then attack like I'm s'pposed to
Ya
the label of the month
Like 'yo, what's the half kid, let me get a deal'
Got a dope style, sound just like so and so
What's her name, runnin from ya, even
the peel
And I'll slam dunk ya like Shaquille O'Neal
Like it, work it, baby I'll rock that test
Tube baby, kick it, 'cause I get
Wicked, I told them
’m hot dog but I’m chilly with the aim when I scope your mouth wash it guilly your brain
Take ya top off drop it if you pop shit and the message of love
Smoking on buddha
She Blow me like a tuba
(Life style brazy)
And i stay lowkey
Nigga u dont know me
It is what it was
Nigga was my cuz
Then he went
En garde, I'll let you try my Wu Tang style
I'd like to try your Wu Tang style, let's begin, then
Shaolin shadowboxing and the Wu Tang sword style
the label of the month
Like 'yo, what's the half kid, let me get a deal'
Got a dope style, sound just like so and so
What's her name, runnin from ya, even
If money no dey, as in I no get bar
You go dey for me
She told me yes
She told me yes
You go dey for me if I no get anything
Will you stand by me if
you +smile+ with scarface
Uhh, +it ain't my fault+, that my style silkk enough to shock ya
Hit you with the fifth, block-a block-a
If i get caught
Been through some fucked up shit I swear but I aint trippin thats my past nigga. Yeah Yeah. They let a Florida nigga breathe, feel it seepin thru ya mask
Lines give me what I write in-this song
The book is now open so let the story be told
I enter through your mind and exit the back of your soul
That
Well I've been a public figure for quite a long time
Known to the whole world for what (my style of rhyme)
But tonight let's talk about the ones
avenue to blame
But let me switch the mood
Truth be told I don't feel ya tunes
Truth be told ya probably don't feel mine that's cool
Don't write for but
one Friday on the side of the road in L.A.
My man Wes says hey, "I got a bitch in San Diego"
"Cool", I said, "I'll see ya in a couple days
I'm gonna
coming at ya
We wanna Come at ya
Because I'm a style master
And I'm impressionable now
Just so ya know now
I make em sweat
Cause the best with
titles, cause I'm an idol slash icon
And tell Wyclef, don't even turn his fuckin mic on
Sold ya nigga, thought I told ya nigga
Crossover, slam dunk, game
is for my bitches
Wit the style and grace
Who ain't hearin' nuttin' talkin' but the Benjamin face
I'm doing this one for my niggas
Who be keepin' it
the peel
And I'll slam dunk ya like Shaquille O'Neal
Like it, work it, baby I'll rock that test
Tube baby, kick it, 'cause I get
Wicked, I told them
And you don't stop (right)
You got Original Flavour (right)
We bout to blow it up (right)
I got a couple of friends with me
Many styles, many styles
Them one come mash up the island
In a foreign style
Come mash up, mash up
Mash up the island in a foreign style
Them one come mashup the island in
the others seem to stare cause they never compare & be confused by our glare
What if i told you i can console you
What if i told you i can break ya mold boo
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