Lyrics:
as I almost fail to notice that my phone ringing
I didn't know the number still answered the call by choice
Quickly remembered once I heard that voice
from thugs
I'm pulling your plug flat line when you attack mine
I'm up front when most kids they play the backline
Life is real you know how I feel
sir too short
When I rap, I'm like this, I'm like that
They can't resist, the mc mc mc thing
That too too too too too short thing
Beyotch, I don't stop
blocka
I kno u heard me thru ur
Radio I know yuo heard
Me thru your stereo 100 chains
On wit my fitted low
Bout to kill tha game nigga here we go
And i put
Hey, hey, hey, man
I strike the Empire back
I strike the Empire back
Fuck the Empire
High flying like the Millennium Falcon, piloted by Han Solo
life
What would you be doin' back in those days?
We'd be turnin' up the stereo
And play it everywhere we'd go
And so did everyone we'd know in
complete light and be like
I'm a live life after this one crime
One line from the Megalah blow spines
Everyone knows the city's ill, cats kill
Still
Well I'm Too $hort baby, hear what I say
I never do work but I always play
Cause the game is life and I play the game
So you never talk down
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
than life and deeper than death
The world of rap is like a kitchen and I am the chef
Boy, are these MC's really startin to irk me
Make it to the top,
than life and deeper than death
The world of rap is like a kitchen and I am the chef
Boy, are these MC's really startin to irk me
Make it to the top,
rockin' knife
Check the keys that get played on the roads of life
Yo the rhyme is so heavy like a load of my chest
Travel on these mc's, leave 'em broken
is Street radio, live in stereo flow
No video, still ghettio slang pro
Hoes by the boat load, lust for my logo
But they don't get shit from Street
But
eat food, can't be taking out of one man's hand
I wish life was like before but see we got to move forward
In this life I guarantee you'll get
an M.C. rapper and nothin' else
I keep rhymin' and I do it by myself
Could you be like me? I rap my none stop rhymes
You will never hear pause when I say
To face a prosecuted life or death MC sentence
Travel through your inner thoughts
Just envision how far I could get, explore to the inner core
And ain't
shoulder than the chips made by Pringle
So how do you figure? I'm stronger than your liquor
Wild Irish Rose, huh, strike a pose
I'm death to an MC, below
the stereo apart.
What's the destination?
The system controlled by itself
We're running with one way ticket
With a jack shit to lose on the shelfs
Look
to go.
But I ain't never turnin' down this stereo you can bury my soul in the radio.
Light the roof on fire, till I'm ash and blown away
Till they line me
people ain't no room to breathe
Surrounded by murderous felons, drinks and bags of weed
I swing at ya and get fly with the M-I
I'm automatic trample in
and we'll let your thougts roam free
The underground liberty
[Oracle]
A high chance you'll get damaged in this life challenge
Though it's hard to manage like
opponent
M.C. Ice T just microphonin'
33 and 1/3 revolutions per minute
This record is def because my heart is in it
Vocals laid by the Ice,tempos tight
Last Breath of an MC
I can't remember the day
But I remember the night
The first time in my life had an mc fight
Caterpilla killa lyrics spit like
Visualizing the realism of life and actuality
Visualizing the realism of life and actuality
Various women, I'm swimming in, like a shark
Tear
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