Lyrics:
[Hook: Rasco]
"What it's all about"
Soul brother Ras' came to diss you fools
"What it's all about"
Plus you clowns that think you too cool
"What it's all
your windpipe
Try to breathe {*choking*} believe the hype
'Cause this ain't the jungle fool
And I don't throw SPEARS, and I ain't leavin here!
A Nazi
up your raps, and join the Dangerous Crew
We got mo' beats than the average joe
And a 24-track studio
So forget what you heard, and we'll see it's
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
and nigg-hitters
Who the man be, and what the number one clique is
Let my nuts hang on these busts
And hoes see how big my dick is
Maniac Mack 10 always keep
are saying
I ain't buying ah
What's the reason
Why we going to school?
The answers are almost the same
To get a better job brother
Aiy
What's the reason
we locked and we're doin' time
The flow Bistro like gravy fool
So you can get lady slewed by Baby Blue
Mega:
S.A.S., many brothers do rap like a new
Homie's out nigga, what up
*Tre Little talking*
Yea you studderin ass motherfuckers, what y'all thought
My brother here ain't have no backbone?
Nigga, it's
Thank my math teacher Count Dracula
For just teachin' a brother to you know
Count his marbles you know
What about you?
Verse 1 (Mack)
Thank my math teacher Count Dracula
For just teachin' a brother to you know
Count his marbles you know
What about you?
Verse 1 (Mack)
guess me, faggots
You naggin', that's fine, go ahead keep on laughing
Cause that's what has fueled me through most of my music
You fools lookin' stupid,
bad news, baring they souls through rhyming blues
Hardcore! to make them brothers act fool
Hands on the steel, flip you heads over heel
Smell
1,2 what is this Santana's back to bussiness lets go.
[Verse 2]
Bad news rap dudes I'm back fools get a throne up this is that jack move Achoo I
And the niggas by the nuts
Ear, tongue and butts
Yeah, they're trying to fuck us up
But, shit, you know what's up
We gotta get with the movement
And move men
city (in my city)
I bet you wanna know what's on my mind
When I be sliding by mean mugging
Relieving some of this stress
Don't fuck with me you'll get
girls
Gotta be on my grind
I don't believe what you say, you gotta show me
Smarter than what you think, you can't fool me
Got the boys scoring 3's just
to freak brothers every which way
Dominating like Doc J.
Pass me the rock, I know just what to do with it
It's real vivid, I pivot, through the lane
others as they recite
What we preach
Flowers above the concrete in the inner city streets
Building this empire, lyric by lyric, and beat by beat
What
swear and I Promise you
Brother that non of this Personal (non of this personal)
But come short with the bread you gone
End up missing yo people like what
to make them brothers act fool
Hands on the steel, flip you heads over heel *sniff*
Smell the daffodils from the lyric overkill *sniff*
Feelin like
ain't tell her too much cause she talking to me
I can't believe niggas thought that they was slicker than me
I just laugh and pass them by Proceed
Tooth
Do it for soldiers in heaven
Whom wasn't able to
If my brother Gustin was here
He'd probably be faded fool
If my brother Jamie was here he'd
Off The Ground
Keep The Faith, Baby, Yea
Because It's Just
A Matter Of Time
Before Your Confidence Will Win Out
Believe In Yourself
No Matter What It's
bad news, baring they souls through rhyming blues
Hardcore! to make them brothers act fool
Hands on the steel, flip you heads over heel
Smell
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