Lyrics:
of flows
Say it loud, say it loud
I'm black and I'm proud
I'm black and I'm proud, yeah
Say it loud, say it loud
I'm black and I'm proud, yeah, ooh
the norm
I'm gonna take the world by storm, just give this one listen more
If you ain't pick up what I said, you ain't really about it
This ain't slinging
down with no delay
Mixmaster Mike, whatcha got to say?
(Bug out - to - the mic - all the time!)
Sweet and sour like a tangerine
Fresh like a box
these quotes on a trunk
it says i split to earth to resurrect the funk
a dozen snapple pops and a little box of beats
travellin through space with
tal'n bout, switch everything nigga
Paint switching, no teams
We ain't switching teams baby, ha already
It's Color Changin' Click, hey Mix Tape Messiah
down with no delay
Mixmaster Mike, whatcha got to say?
(Bug out - to - the mic - all the time!)
Sweet and sour like a tangerine
Fresh like a box
with no ticks I then trip or slip
Or maybe flip while my DJ's on the mix
Never lost a battle and if I did it was fixed
You must be sick of all
to school fool.
You're a fool.. Believe it, but you can relieve it.
Do what you got to do.. Say what you got to say.
Mix it in the middle.. Let everybody
wanna hear your
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
In the mix
I wanna hear your
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
Yeah yeah
Come on
In the mix
Baby we can make it
If
with your black and white
When I'm gone
You paint by numbers
I never noticed it before
You paint by numbers
It's just a closing of an open door
When
say I'm nothing without ya, but I'm nothing with ya
A man don't really love you if he hits ya
This is my notice to the door, I'm not taking it no more
to box boy don't consider it
Ingenuous, used to be a good boy
Nine millimeter got my new toy
Let's go, shuffle for the right shot
Stick and move if you
It is not about lyrics anymore
It's about a hot beat and a catchy hook
If we gotta dumb down our style and A-B-C it
Then so be it, 'cause nowadays
a verse?
What's my budget for a burner?
Really tryna let it burst
Mix the Henny with the Henny
Really tryna get home burst
I told my jail niggas, "head high"
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
black sister
Gotta make her richer
So tell me what's real, partner
[Break - Sir Mix-A-Lot]
(Da-da-da-down for mine)
(You gon' buy me a motherfuckin car?)
of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it
You and me are not the same
I was
both my hands tied
So I deal with my stress by getting mad high
You could say, you could say what you want
I don't mind doing me without y'all
Kept it
yard on Google maps
Your breath stinks go find tic tac
Air Force creasing like dig dat
Hopped out the black convertible
Take mans girl but it ain't
or slip
Or maybe flip while my dj's on the mix
Never lost a battle and if I did it was fixed
You must be sick all on my dilznick, like a jim hat
Your shit
more about moderation and modern day shit
Let's learn black love, take it back by the basis
We ain't even gotta fake shit
Beautiful black women, help
Abc
123
All the little birdie's
Steady chirping at me
The wise old owl
The big black crow
Flappin' their wings
Singing no bird no
From the day
I met
down with no delay
Mixmaster Mike, whatcha got to say?
(Bug out - to - the mic - all the time!)
Sweet and sour like a tangerine
Fresh like a box
chivalrous
I solve the case and you ask how I figured it
You say you got trauma well I'm about to trigger it
Don't care if you're ticklish I'll leave you
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