Lyrics:
let the fuzz slide in, bust out the sirens
Sure win, lure em in like exotic women
I smile with the sinister grin to finish him
You [fuckin] with Hoodz,
down for mine
Ill cat, slick talk, slang new york
To break it down to straight english, what the fuck you want?
Remember me? you punk faggot crab
like John Lithgow
The vado made the wrist glow, checking out his no
I lift weights, its like ah rich blow, rain showers
Watched pops play with 'caine for
leave prints like Macchiavelli
Let me stroke the cat
Bitch i'm dope at rap
She want to throw it back
Plus the dome is fat
Suck the soul out you bro
Ouch
and our show in town tonight
he said "Let me guess - John, Paul, George and Ringo, am I right?
Take a look around you, Buddy, don't you know where you
Professor Whiskers is a cat and a man
He's not quite a cat
He's not quite a man
He does cat things like getting stuck in the door
Licking his penis
the equation
The flow
Stay unmatched by the rap cats
Pull up on em with a mask and a Hazmat
1 year since the whole shit locked down
Still played the cards
Maui (Wow)
Took your bitches out like a photo when I cropped it (Wow)
Codename: Kids Next Door my glasses
Sauce I spill so proceed with caution
You
made me feel insecure
Like the time I was a roadie
On Elton John's tour
She said "Let's go catch some Piscatore!"
I said "Beatrice, you don't eat
out by disease
You aint gotta enough bullets in your gun, man please
We're gonna live forever
[Tonic]
let me spit this like lama
And throw
like I'm street fighting Ryu
Get the work off a boat in the Bayou
Fuck 12 boy we riding by you
This cat hell
Car still got the new smell in it
Fuck
me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my
(John Cena):
The untouchable cat whose style is right,
I can be mistaken for the smooth and silent type
My violence bites tight like it was vampire's
300 cats
And yo, make sure it's hot or else I'm sending 'em back
And get my mic right
If I get hyped, I might rap
Then take the speakers find a good
let it slide
People you love can't be stopped when
Their supporters turn a blind eye
People we love can do bad things
But I refuse to stand by
To be A Trendsetter [ fv: Unnn Unhhh! ]
Let them other cats copy, I still do it better
Yeah It Feels Good To be A Trendsetter [ fv: OOOh ]
Yeah It
Thirty two shots to split ya!
It's all about the cash when I'm fuckin' wit' ya!
John could make ya richer!
Fuck the Prince of Bel-Air!
I'm
Took off her pants
You know what I saw?
Right about now I'd like to dedicate this song out to my main homie Mike D
Get on the mic, g-get on the mic
(yeah)
If you ain't fuckin' him right, bitch, pass him to me
Real niggas love me from the H to the D
Don't stop, pop that cat
Mm, mm, just like that
He let me share a room with 'em for a couple of weeks
Sonny slept with his good eye open staring out from under the sheets
I was young
working on the patience
And you know how we do
DMG we on the move
Let's increase the flight mileage
Make sweet sounds it sound timeless
My gang ride or die
they asked Doc boy if he go tell him and he said yeah he'd go
He found old John sittin' in his homemade rockin' chair
Thumbin' thru a worn out Bible
they asked Doc boy if he go tell him and he said yeah he'd go
He found old John sittin' in his homemade rockin' chair
Thumbin' through a worn out
it's real that's why we need a way out
Take a look and examine the streets
The famine in streets
Young cats just be handling heat
Don't speak another
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