Lyrics:
Master P (uh)
Got a blow job from Paula Jones, and stuck it so far in her mouth
My balls broke both of her collarbones (ow!)
Told Mya this shit was all
Master P (uh)
Got a blow job from Paula Jones, and stuck it so far in her mouth
My balls broke both of her collarbones (ow!)
Told Mya this shit was all
will follow
Or you will die
He is your master
The chosen one
A single ruler
Backed by the gun
His brainwashed minions
All heed his call
Running off
want (oh, whoa, yes)
After realizin' (uh-huh), to master enterprisin' (uh-huh)
I ain't have to be in school by ten, I then (woo)
Began to encounter,
if not, where the hell did it go?
'Cause here I sit in Lucifer's den by the dutch oven just choosing to sin
Even if it means I'm selling my soul,
(lyrics by M.C. Hammer; transcribed by Tone-C)
We are hittin' hard in Oakland
Word!
We are hittin' hard in L.A.
Word!
Cleveland, Chicago & Yo-town is
want (oh, whoa, yes)
After realizin' (uh-huh), to master enterprisin' (uh-huh)
I ain't have to be in school by ten, I then (woo)
Began to encounter,
want, be what you want (oh, whoa, yes)
After realizin' (uh-huh), to master enterprisin' (uh-huh)
I ain't have to be in school by ten, I then (woo)
1. I got the Master Key...She address me as Your Majesty
2. 85/15 so that means that I gotta better split then Master P
3. You was way too late
colonial masters ,
To black colonial masters
They deceived a whole nation
Kill anyone in dissent
Fela was finished by dem so must musicians hide their
1,2 1,2
Uthin
Lets get it
Mindset of a winner I ain't scared of these niggas
Bernie Mac on the stage I'm shitting on these niggas and it ain't no
the fire in the air
Like the person of the year
College everywhere
Dropout start my rap career
Steppin' on the stage you don't need a masters here
Listen up I got a story to tell
cbout a man who changed the world by changing himself
Into Black praising, Fact saying, Track slaying teacher
cs
Sittin' in from st. paul (we're the s-t-e-e-l-e-s) (l) (s)
Cutie pie on vocals (jam) (m)
And by way of queens (master t) (p) (l) (s)
Hey, u ain't supposed 2
on the track
So we all got together, and thought of a freestyle
Gather round the stage, and come see how
Pros go for what they know and get paid for it
And I
Even in the initial stages of contact between European Christians and Native Indians people the stage was set for ethnocentrism, and the attitude
full of lovers why do we set the stage?
We are the actors and liars paid by our miseries
And as we turn to each other loaded gun straight to the face
We
How come y'all so average?
I stay a madman doing damage
Everybody wanna be the master
But they don't really want no action
Back up, back up
Back up,
Local rappers wanna say I sound like this or sound like that
But I really don't think so
Wouldn't say that I'm a master, I just got lads to prove
wallets
All the power in our moves is sponsored by our knowledge (Yeah)
Passed on shady offers and making easy M's
Turning a house into an office wasn't
ride the same waves that made the white man your master
Before Independence and Awolowo became distinguished
Before the colonization by the British I had
you know you're judas and I'm your priest
Baby what I got is not from the least
Bring it through the stage in the rage of a beast
Step in the arena
the stage, did spy work in France
Met a mademoiselle, had a minor romance
With a major result
I was a major disappointment
Ran off to the stage
Because acting
and four chords repeated
Completed by a relatable lyrical concept about an ex or something
This isn't for the masses
It's for the
musically analytical
So
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