Lyrics:
Khan, the wreck suede wiley Don
I judge wisely, as if nothin' ever surprise me
Loungin', between two pillars of ivory
I'm lively, my dome piece, is
blues
Down a secondary road that
Severely shows it's age
The forties comes to life
On a makeshift stage
It's the Bob Roberts Society Band
Playing every
down
Ci comes around, dance floor shuts down
You wanna get into something
That ain't 'bout nothing, just let it go
Turn it up, I'll put it down
Get it
now!
Let's take it back to the middle of the nineties
Since I was born I've been ever so feisty
Fighting the wars of my mind to feel lively
Wanted
a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
One, two,
on the nose
Just take my bag I pleaded with him as he rained down the blows
I felt like I’d been hit by Mike Tyson
I was sucking up the dust like a Dyson
down we ain't letting it slide
Let it die down hit him up by surprise
Bitch I stay sharp like a suit and a tie
That nigga wish he was one of the guys
shut up
Slow it down for the eggheads , I'm a 1 man wrecking crew
You can't even say shit
I rap , mix , master , make beats and produce
Jesus fucking
Hey, I heard you were a wild one, ooh-ooh
If I took you home, it'd be a home run
Show me how you do
I wanna shut down the club with you
Hey, I
shut that pretty mouth
Baby we, we could burn it down
Come on, let's turn this shit around
With human contact
Ba ba ba ba ba by ah
Ba ba ba ba ba by ah
sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.
More rapid than eagles his
reindeer,
A little old driver so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be Saint Nick.
And more rapid than eagles his reindeer all came
As he
reindeer,
A little old driver so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be Saint Nick.
And more rapid than eagles his reindeer all came
As he
for my niggas that I roll with
'Cause see the streets ain't no Gold's Gym, papi
And if I feel it going down then my niggas'll spot me
Without
down, down
Shut it down nig**, I’m about to shut it down nig**
I’m about to shut it down, down, down, down, down
I’m about to shut it down, shut it down
bitches to
"come to my hotel" to livin' in one
Man I ain't never backed down from shit
I got heart you know
The 40? Not an opening act
When it start to show
dick for gratiturity, bitch
Shut em' down
Nigga shut em' down
Shut em' down
I tumble crush on Hodgy's sluts, give money up then nutty, but
sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.
More rapid than eagles his
for the neck
And it's sedatives...sedatives...like that
Slow down, color smear all around
Weird sounds, you in the mind of a clown
And a wicked one
raise the stakes, risk it all, I take the hate
It's the winning team, get the Gatorade
My God good, but he's not safe, nah
They try to shut us down
On a daily am paper chasing
On da mic man am ever blazing
Split the stage in two when am raging
Shut down shows on a daily basis
When i felt defeat
We gon' let the band deal with this
Ha ha, mmm-hmm
M-I-A Style, heh, old school
Uh hah
Okay, shut up!
Ah hah, okay, whassup? Shut up!
Ridin
you
Man's been shotting 4s from back in
The day like President T
Frisco's back in your face
Sit down get back in your place
I'm back in the race shut ya
reindeer,
A little old driver so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be Saint Nick.
And more rapid than eagles his reindeer all came
As he
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