m runnin' for mayor ridin', winding, dining and shining, know what I'm sayin I ain't got time for fucking around, and horseplayin' I'm making hits, my homies takin' hits
that Or let the mob handle that, No soprano Half Black, half white Im a piano Im an animal my video on discovery channel Im a beast when my shit hits
She said boy I don't to what yo game was? I said girl I just asked what yo name was Because YOU got a body like a video vixen And YOU got that inter-dose
hittin' them cuties with game And the truancy came Started cuttin' in just class, I was comin' all fast, I was new to game Used to playin' on TV courtesy of video
s put him all in the front of the store Saw him on break next to the 'No Smoking' sign With a blunt and a marl Takin' my hits, writin' my hits Writin
for a while Boy, watch ya mouth, you been cursin for a while It's a big show, you been rehearsin' for a while Smash records, they makin' hits for a while
I don't know) Yeah, yo Aiyo, I couldn't get enough from the way she smell Was it Baby Phat, J Lo, or straight Chanel Her face belongs in a Luther video
lot of shit but I back it up though see it's a difference a lot of niggaz pop shit But a lot of niggaz don't make hits But it's like this whole Bad
thing People wanna know what?s goin' on with 112 If they leave, if they leave Are their records goin' to sell? They say that he gave us the hits Knowin
'mma stay Hollyhood I never change, might be a little busy though A little nigga from a big ass city yo I love the dough Give me hits, give me more chips
, they got the videos Rappers don't need skills to build so they don't really know. Hear me yo, I'm four times on Arsenio Got ten videos, but does that
nowadays, they got the videos. Rappers don't need skills to build so they don't really know. Hear me yo, I'm four times on Arsenio, got ten videos, but
, who was Who was the first to flash the heat on the cover? Who was the first crew to go against another? Who was the first to go Acapella on a video
ego We know the steelo, your whole character is foul Makes me want to shoot a free throw, BLAOWW From the git go, no, get go, my flow hits low Wherever
you treated me bad But I don't want to see my kids see me getting beat down By daddy smacking mommy all around You say I'm nothing without ya, but I'm nothing with ya A man don't really love you if he hits
and stuff I'm sick of juggalos, I want them other hoes I want them shitty hoes, you get with radio and videos We'll do whatever it takes to get some air
could never hold me Though they hate a lot, I still come out on top Try to take my spot, y'all know you could never hold me I got, nuttin but hits that
Me and El-P is superpowers like the U.S. and U.S.S.R. Blow you like the Deathstar Leave your chest scarred like Sagat My plot proliferates, hits you