Lyrics:
where credit's due, you know
Let's go, let's go, let's go
First emcee I know
DJ Kurtis Blow
Loved to rock the mic
And make the people say ho
Rapper's
hop crime
With the dope raps and dope tracks for you for blocks
From the fly girlies to the hardest of the rocks
Musically, the Quest, is on the rise
is like acid pills or pcp I'm like Morgan Freeman,
The way I make tracks lean on me
I got a house my walls is plush, my floor is plush
Drugs by
This ain't no red flag
Shooters in red rags
Looters in Hermes
Mask on you still see I'm the future
But I had to learn not to judge a man by his past
were
Watermelon fights on the lake where we'd sex up the rocks
Trying hard to hold on to the start
We'd run down to the tracks and stick our tongues
Louis V up on my belt (belt)
Learn to work & get the wealth (wealth)
Flyin' over like the stealth (soarin’)
Goin' gold, Michael Phelps (gold)
Workin'
Louis V up on my belt (belt)
Learn to work & get the wealth (wealth)
Flyin' over like the stealth (soarin’)
Goin' gold, Michael Phelps (gold)
Workin'
the water and grits
They got another boy who can rhyme and do the fly flips
And that's I high I better get by because my ally
about to flip that crazy shit
another boy who can rhyme and do the fly flips
And that's I, Hi, I better get by because my ally
About to flip that crazy shit while I go look for some
Young hot nigga they can tell they can tell
Yea I'm on fire yea bitch what's that smell
Straight gasoline like I'm sponsored by shell
Came from
upon the beat, Elite, the heat is premium
Delete the competition, have 'em wishin' I was feelin' 'em
I take the track to higher heights, like voices
If Michael Jackson came alive right now
He'd ask you to smoke one for him
So in his honor
You niggas Spud Webb, coming up short
Think you're Dee
MICHAEL!
Remember the time? We was bad killing them off them walls
Staring at the man in the mirror with all the p.y.t's
But they ain't never cared
fuckin walnut
This is the diss track
Fuck you scum bag
This is the diss track
Fuck you scum bag
I hope you hit rock bottom
I hope you shit yourself
You
was raised by the Rap Gods/ raised by the rap gods
Ladies and gentlemen I like to thank you for listening to this track. I like to thank you for
insane
By the time i found it was late
Cover up the tracks but to a train
Heroine is up in your veins looking like an overdose case
I really wish you
soon as she think the cock Asian (caucasian)
I turn that white girl to a crack rock
Make her feind for it
Billie Jean for it
Michael Jackson, Janet
like I'm Michael
To cover up the pain, keep it real, I feel ashamed
Always put myself first, like daddy is just a name
That's my baby girl, I should be
inside
I'll use my dick to smack up some dimes
Like I need equipment to back up my rhymes
If you timid, you'll learn to uninhibit
by stretching your tight
Classic, uh, uh, uh
I'd like to welcome y'all to Exit 13
My name is LL Cool J
AKA the GOAT
R. Leslie on the track, uh, uh, uh
I told y'all
on an upward trail
Because he's always by my side, he never fails me
Whenever I have a video attack
He's right there by my back keeping me on track
So if I bug
with useless tones
Spiting dudes that slighted truth, I might abuse these notes
'Cuz my words burn bridges and you curs earned stitches
Better learn your
trail
Because he's always by my side, he never fails me
Whenever I have a video attack
He's right there by my back keeping me on track
So if I bug out
gazelles don't lean on my nose
Drivin' by the clubs gleamin' and go
Heads turn it's a freak show
I need them to know When will they learn
Nas need a queen
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