Lyrics:
tu area
Causando desmadre, Ponte Trucha
[Verse One: Mr. Shadow and Lil' Rob]
As I enter I'm gonna representer Mayhem Click
So Let The Mayhem Begin
I told her come through so I booked her a flight
Lil mama she bad just mine for the night
Roll up the loud ima gone and ignite
Went left on my own
The stomping ground for political candidates
Where bears in the woods
Are chased by Grecian Formula'd
Bald eagles
T.V. is mechanized politic's
Remote
And welcome back from that commercial break
Um, I found out some please ladies and gentlemen
Hold your applause, please, can you please hold your
creation
Made the world in seven days
Just to get to themselves
I see them preachers on TV
Livin' like MTV Cribs
Now that's some bullshit, ya'yaaa
Please
on your TV screens and
You think you know me but you really don't (you don't even know)
But I, I'm feelin' good about myself
So I, I splurge a lil' hell
on your TV screens and
You think you know me but you really don't (you don't even know)
But I, I'm feelin' good about myself
So I, I splurge a lil' hell
the
mornin, i wanna go to bed(Lil Jon laughs in background)
Lil Jon:alright, lets go to this commercial...
This commercial brake was brought to you by Du
fakes
I've get plugged, in tv
I've get fucked, by tv
Hypnotized by the journal
They're lying, can't you see?
Appear nice, saying shit
Like a priest,
Monday at eight
Broadcast by a national syndicate
It's an hour of escape, including commercial breaks
All the excitement you could take
And the hero
Ey, Mr. Police is you hearin' me
You can do yo' J O be witout touchin', touchin' me
Ey ey, Mr. Police is you hearin' me
You ain't ass without cha
tu area
Causando desmadre, Ponte Trucha
[Verse One: Mr. Shadow and Lil' Rob]
As I enter I'm gonna representer Mayhem Click
So Let The Mayhem Begin
he bitch, bitch
Belong in commercials, I advertise Bentley
Infiltrate the whole spot by some jit-jits
Yeah I send a hit-hit, on that face in
unless they try to sleep
in the solitary home by the TV all alone
her children left her years ago
and her husband sails a world of paper souls
chea
Fuck goin' on out there nigga
Heard a lotta lil niggas talkin' reckless
I drink rose like you niggas drink Heinekens nigga
By the bottles nigga
chea
Fuck goin' on out there nigga
Heard a lotta lil niggas talkin' reckless
I drink rose like you niggas drink Heinekens nigga
By the bottles nigga
to the telly to put dick up in her belly
Yeah she fucking on my mans but no I'm not jelly
Cuz I already passed it on, I already got it already
Mr. No I do not
'm feelin' myself
And with the number one single, I'm feelin' my wealth
Yeah, Now what you know about me
Call me Mr. '08, 'cause this year about me
I
You know Mr. Lil Uzi got the guap
I swear Mister Lil Uzi got the guap
You know Mr. Lil Uzi got the guap
I swear Mister Lil Uzi got the guap
You
'cause you took my cash
One sight of abuse and I'ma whip yo' ***
C'mon man why you tryna rag?
Don't wanna let a *** off tha hook, wanna go by da book
Wen
well look now you're slumped
Lil' nigga I swerve (lil' nigga I swerve)
Get out my lane (get out my lane)
North and East and West are hot but
lives are took
I can't see no difference from Mr. Hussein to Mr. Bush
Death and deception it's the brew the devil cooks
Dear Mr. President you had
You're away or captured by TV,
I'm not on TV you can't see me,
You're the expert on celebrities,
No-one ever concentrates on me
You're, you're away
him speak
?his tone is so unique?
but by the time commercial hits, you know his fame has reached its peak
Hollywood
Now it doesn?t really
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