Lyrics:
than fall
And stoop to your level no lesser
I won't be coerced by the devil I know that im better
just Tryna rake in that cheddar
in the warzone im
of those who are kin
Hold me back by moving in
I know I wont be duped again
My boot will send you off flyin
Could careless if you out cryin
False dreams I’m
soaken.
Stuck my hand out like a vulcan.
Spock did he box. ...the voicebox... you're funny.
The other day I ain't no heartbreaker, but I won't be by.
Once
the illest MCs
F being cool, when I pass by you feelin' the breeze
I'm hotter than hell, my mission is to burn and attack you
You want it with Swel? Oh well, I
coo, coooo!
Okay. Good day. Welcome to our single. I'm Bob McKenzie and
This is my brother Doug.
How's it going, eh?
Beauty, eh?
Yeah, I
a motherfuckin' desert mirage
Smellin' so good like a red crosage
That's the way I fuck em' down
Climbs around by sound
Like how them whistles whip through
What the hell are musicals?
It appears to be a play where the dialogue stops
And the plot is conveyed through song
Through song?
Yes
Wait, so
nigga you Love 2 Hate!
Yes! (Fire! Fire! Fire!)
It's that nigga you Love 2 Hate!
Nigga you Love 2 Hate.
Stop it.
(Ah, ah)
Nigga you Love 2 Hate.
spitting golden bars
Telling me to bring it but can't handle it even when it's brought
Sensitive all by the dozen, either you like it or you love it
You
What the Fuck happen next
I talk all of this shit in subliminal text
But Wont put the beef out they police on the internet
But I be high like my mind
your wish list rags to riches thats what this is
Everybody trying to get that guac and you know this hip hop wont stop
Say ho Now just chill until
the stars glitter and glam
You understand I’m the best and I won’t recant
Stay running victory laps despite the handicaps
Stay on my boss shit so my ends meet
coo, coo, coo, coooo!||(Spoken):|Okay. Good day. Welcome to our single. I'm Bob McKenzie and|this is my brother Doug.|How's it going,
then I came home case closed
Longtime I been out here in
The rain snow same
Clothes real life shit this ain't Saints Row
Darg I won't lie I hate road
freaks dippin strawberrys (strawberrys)
I represent my mind in the four or five dime
Tryin to stop my ryme is like tryin to stop crime
I floats like
coo, coooo!
Okay. Good day. Welcome to our single. I'm Bob McKenzie and
This is my brother Doug.
How's it going, eh?
Beauty, eh?
Yeah, I
was...
They stayed here in Harlem
Uh, Look
Swear this is rap royalty
I float by in that two-seater, it's coral leaf, Team Aura loyalty
Whole crew wrist in
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