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What we here is a very, serious delicate situation
of people out here always ridin the dick, hmmph
But this out
I like your style, I your stride
And I like motivation
But the late show, we ain't standin for that
So my man right here he wrote a song about it
Why don't you it

Ring the, alarm, comes, the com
me mr. hollywood -- check it out!
Ring the, alarm, comes, the com
Call me mr.
On the goodship,
Pop goes the lolli lolli, for i'm, the
Good fellow, is anybody there?
I'm not a step, so stare
Because I I always feel like
I always like, somebody's watchin me
Ooh, somebody's me
It's gotta be that, that that nigga that sweat my shit
I say say say, "black get off the 'zack,
You my urinal tract"
I gotta go pee-pee, yo you know me
You're just a new kid on my jock, and you're phony
my little pony and you cannot get a ride
So when you see me homey, just please just step
aside, not talkin wlidside, I'm comin from the southside
Where the ruffnecks if you can't stand it, don't go outside
Cause it's hot I got the stuff to call bluff and pull your card
And nowadays it's all these dick kids, wanna be hard
You're fraudulent, I can tell a pussy by his
So sorry, but the van got
And out is how I'm lookin, I'm lookin out for my
I'm fly I'm fly like but me don't have no eagle
the beater with the juice, how far would you go to
You're gonna get it, woo-wooh-wooh-wooh! * sings like en vogue*
You wasn't down from the +jump+, so why you wanna kross?
You no buyin, insecure junkyard motherfucker
Get lost, cause a sucker

..

We lucky we got em, you can spot em
From a distance, now let's just say for
You got a crank gettin ganked for his bank by snake
Little -- is you is, or is you ain't
The
You gotta be, gotta be, to let the shit occur
Gettin pimped, by a hoe, that ain't too to beg, for your dough
She get your money mo money mo money mo!
I couldn't go out like that if it was my day off of punishment
Just call me kaopectate; in relationships, I'm runnin
So be comin to me with that, "we can go out, you pay"
that bitch, it's the, unamerican way
This is the circumcision, and is gettin cut off
Ridin on my shit, to get they nut off
Not, no cops, just low-downs want a
If you down with the 'van, dyke, get off the dick
Cause I the time, the time, the time you tried
To play me like I was booty but now you're just a
me uhh, sweatin me uhh
Tellin me when I get big don't be me uhh
But you, forgot you, after, I rock you
It's blo pop time bitch, you better set clock
To the alarm

..

Why'd the mc sucker mc cross the road?
To get to the other !
Why'd the mc sucker mc cross the road?
To get to the side, now check it out
I got the pep in my step, the in my glide
So I won't trip, when I let my slip
Some shake it to the east, I'm shakin west, well shake your mid
And get you suckaz, just give me one side, and one rib
I barbeque the hey, I barbeque the mouths
Cause mom always said - don't play in the house!
So take garbage to the backyard
And I was like, "everybody wanna rap hard"
you wasn't hardcore, so sonic why ya flipped?
How you gonna hop when you hip?
You found rap, on a two-way - and lost it
On a parkway, I ain't sayin no names, yo suave
Fuckin fakin stab wounds, I need to shank the crank
Elvis presley jr., tryin to be that you ain't
No daps, y'all are hoes, go on stage
And take off all your clothes; then you -- a pose
You knows and I knows, that's how you sell your
Because your shit is butt, you get naked
But you're wack, you're wack, your body to me
I said you're wack, wack, showin your body to me
You got no man, and you need to get a pound
you, ain't, ah-really down..
.. with true hip-hop you