to go gold and reach a large scale, sellin for the pale male and I can't tell, why for a hoe you grow a tail and stop drinkin ale, the booty probably smell Ain't
state P Enemies try to speak to me Negative they don't get that close Its free, listen Blow trees with mac mittens (No we didn't) Yes we did (Switch beginnings) Smith
' about you last night Mmm, you actin' like you can't call me no more 'Cause you busy and all that But you tryina tell me it wasn't good? That shit is
lips sink ships, don't need a ship to catch a nine clip I ain't going out on some bullshit Bank shot, corner pocket, now watch me rock it Can't mock the
Got mad weapons too, ain't tryin to hear that Tryin to bring down me, this champion When y'all clowns gon' see that it can't be done Understand me
act A 22 won't due, you need rapid fire I'm a ammo gum gun buyer Big battle rifles, can make a suckers day You mess around with me so lot, you might
gets messed up Two days later he's dressed up, let him rest up He ain't going nowhere, no time soon Remember high noon, last thing he heard was boom Can
a large scale, sellin' for the pale male And I can't tell, why for a hoe you grow a tail And stop drinkin' ale, the booty probably smell Ain't no pussy
who can stop me? ______ rock out even weight can outbox me I want drugs till my breath smells bringin Motown back without Andre Harell Chorus X4 Now who can
saying? So whats the magic word? Open sesame and let down the main gate Before you screamed EPMD, you shouldn't wait I roll with a posse, hey you tried to stop
[parrish smith] Relax while I tax, or you can just max It really doesn't matter, just stay the hell back Poppin much junk, now the time has arose-n I
Inferno Flame by hip-hop burns eternal All aboard on my train to fame Rappers hoping that it'd rain Trying to stop the game But rain can't stop
, other rappers are stiff and don't riff with Mr. Smith, 'cause that ain't safe I get you wide open like an uncut eighth I write to fight, don't bite
i don't remember any of that. if you can remember the '80s you weren't there. uh, you know, I remember scott crolla in his furry freak brothers t-shirt
to the game Fame don't pay bills, skills pay bills You still wanna test me, try to molest me Numba won contender, soon to be the best b Can't +arrest+
t be caught My friends tried to tell me but I stood behind her (The girl ain't nothin but a 49er) They tried to tell me but I couldn't be told Because