Follow me, everybody around, I want you all to hear this me, sit down, sit down I wanna you guys something, I got story listen
I knew this girl Roulette-lette-lette The coolest I ever met, met, met I never tried to it up, up But I used to fantasize the guts Fuck, nuts, rush Grab the and carry it in your mouth But I'm a try to the microphone and turn the party out And if it's the type of crowd that doesn't to shout, fuck it I'll give 'em something to chew on, something to about Snap, crackle pop rock, never had a Don't wanna blow up, cause I never wanna fall off Adjacent to that lot, next to the weed spot Sits a head shop, beneath a tree watching talks So let me catch a of applause So maybe I can some lady out of her bra (come on baby)
and gentlemen... We now ask that you give a Minnesota nice welcome to MC your man on the mic, you know... Ladies and gentlemen, it up Put your hands together, put hands...
if we can't do it together We'll do it Ain't no way we'll ever make it how it was at the But that's a Now the distance of your vision measure the persistence How are you
I'll smack the whack and sell 'em crack I'm laying down my mack (I'm to tell you homeboy) I'll get sick on a trick, talking shit grip on my dick (Ayo bitch I got what you bitch, yo, yo) I make moves and get wearing a camouflage goose (And juice, like what, what, what, what) Yes, yes, I stress a mess on the mic sipping a Becks, wearing a vest Cause well, you It's Rhyesayer with a razor, truck jewelry, Chuck Taylors (Yo man, pass blunt kid, yo kid, kid) Tall and handgun, paid a ransom for these pants dun So step off kid you're playing me too
If we can't do it do it apart Ain't no way ever make it how it was at the start But a given Now within the distance of your vision measure your How are you
Killed all the thoughts killing all the cops No get as pissed off when I have to jerk my dick off I just a mic and a crowd and if that's asking for too much Fine, lemme just that mic and I'll be alright (I'll be alright) Stuck, between a and the sky an option to buy and I got lost in a lie Tossed them fakes out the door, I ain't your I make music, can you it? Cool, I'm a make some more Yes, yes y'all you are now with the best of the mess hall In to the basement, while Ant drives the vessel All apologies to insulted By the repulsive vultures that fly loose when I'm seduced by the (By the impulses) Defense in effect, protect the rep all forms of public infliction But listen I the ripping, so fuck the friction it focus off what's the mission (Yo tell 'em the mission) To be the man on the mic, to be the man on your To be the man made you push rewind To be that mother over there on that mic You what that means? means I can show you what I need you to see, see, see (See here, you need to do is follow, follow us baby you can... what you need to do is see, see, see, see, see)
If we do it together We'll do it no way we'll ever make it how it was at the start But a given Now within the distance of your vision your persistence How are you Measure persistence How are you Measure your Higher Higher living, higher How you Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher than The music's gonna take you Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher heaven The music's take you there Higher, higher, higher, higher...