Lyrics:
You was always by ya self
You ain't never do crowds
Hung around all ratchets
But u was never loud
Always up baby
U was never down
39th yeah I come
I know a girl by the name of Rita
light skinned Puerto Rican, I call (MIRA)
the way she moves i can't ignore
shes a porno flick on the dance floor
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
it?
These styles will be flipped to the absolute exquisite
It's like a blizzard, soon as I got home from ATL
Looked into my baby's face, my boo was
around to see young connie Hawkins do his thing
When the hawk went up against the best at Rucker park
oh how the choir would sing
High flying kid do you
actin all sheist around your boys
Didn't use your own style, so you use the decoy
Now you're shadowed by a character you cannot destroy
Check your
tie
N.Y. national league of big guys with stolen 5's
Albums cloud him, phantom of the opera style
With loud phones, system, 100 thousand watts in em
But it is what it is
Biting on you lip girl I know unspoken rizz
Wanna get involved Lord forgive me for my sins
You got away once but it ain't,
like a cowboy
You can get hit right now boy
If I'm in ya town, then it's going down
I want ya crown, no fucking around boy
I hit ya phone
Shoulda listen
maybe once or twice
But dont say bye bye
Because the last one hung me out to dry
My extremities keep moving
You're my remedy and some
I fucked around but
LED lights, these bitch going now
Super tinted windows, they can't see in, but I show around
Once you hit your boots, you better not slow it down
I
myself so I'm trying
To keep myself all in check, by writing dozens of rhymes (Listen to your heart)
It's time I listen to my heart when it starts talking
Give it up my baby don't go don't leave it on top
See all the lovers walk hand in hand in the park
and hide all the action
once couple are frozen
spit is just so crucial,
Like Metamucil I kill some rhymes that i'm used to,
You park so high and mighty,
But I'm not mighty high dirty smoke you
stolen cars and a blackjack
Drop that, and now you want me to rap and give
Say something positive, well positive ain't where I live
I live right around
them around
That's a good feeling
All of my girls
They got style plus I'm stylish
What the fuck you want
I got my women
I like the money
I like the love
[Fat Pat (Spoken)]
Say, fool, every time I turn around this girl steady lookin me in my
Eyes...What's the deal? You think she wanna hit it up?
Why
what, razor blade cut from
your neck to your gut
Have no shackle
Easy for me to tackle
Best to watch back 'cause my razor sharp style
grapples MC's
With
mine out
Fuck it, you only live once you might as well die now
It's only fair to warn
I was born with a set of horns
And metaphors attached to my
pausing outside a
Shop Mousebender looking up at
The shop Edwardian-style shop
With large sign above it reading
'Ye Olde Cheese Emporium'
Another sign below
motherfuckin head off
Once again, niggas know my style, God damn it
Unless it's on the cut so give me
The mic and watch me slam it
Hard like Shaquille, oh you
exit the old style, enter's the new
But nothing's new 'bout being hawked by a crew
Or should I say flock cause around every block
There's Harry, Dick,
check it, exit the old style, enter's the new
But nothing's new 'bout being hawked by a crew
Or should I say flock cause around every block
There's
take what I got coz I'll be takin it right back
[Ruthless gangsta] Cold killin
You wanna know what it's means
With the stupid dope rhyme
So once you hear
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