that opera and Shakespeare shit I stuff my ears with cotton when you rap I don't hear shit, you niggas are excess waste A hundred percent of the mainstream crowd, receive pure shit The hottest DJ
flavor Take your rap unserious like your movie roles Don't smile when the Doberman Pinscher Finishes bad work on your sneaker soles, all V.I.P. material
shift up, change the pitch up DJ mix ups, your face get fixed up Nuts get licked up, quickly, strictly He's the master of the game (The Master) All the girls
and make them extra soft dude!} {Make sure he gets a girl okay?} {Make sure he gets a girl okay?} {Make sure he gets a girl okay?} {Make sure he gets a girl
feels so bad, but OOH! not that bad. Situation got you mad, I would be too, cause damn she bad. Damn she bad, bad, bad, bad, Damn she bad, bad, bad, bad
wait For the lyrics of a poet, capri the great Rap lord with the twist, I promise you this That i'm, bad on the mic, double bad on the mix I put people
You know I sing, but you got me really want to rap Let me kick something Mama mama game so sick call the doctor Ring, quick, quick, quick The DJ's bumpin
on a mission Dissin' all of the opposition MC's, it's my butt you're kissin' Because I desire Yo, wait a minute, chill, I want ya all to hear Why rap
easy like So we might get hyped in here tonight Be nice, relax, MC's further back If you ain't with that I'm-a have To attack you with a bad rap That
think 'cause I'm in trouble with the law That I won't jaw 'em up my sentence and double it tomorrow Y'all some girls, y'all are some goddamn girls Why
his roots, found the redneck in his blood And said, "Heck, country western rap records are good" So he picks the guitar up and he strums a few notes He can't rap
got enough to go around x3 nananana got enough to go around Shawty such a bad chick Real nigga magnet And as you can see she got me back on my rap shit
't do Its no secret I want ya girl you're my mantre girl free aren't ya girl I'm at your mercy girl don't hurt me girl got a bad case of a devil worshiper
methods, we got a hand in that Whoever run this shit You get a jammed knee cap Make the healthy get sick And your fam handicapped You a fan of rap My
're doing good Yo, one time ripping it quick it's the clever brown boy Joy to the world, girls and boys, there comes a choice To advocate bad ass, bet
stick I'm on. ask yourself, when will he be seen on each and every TV screen? four legs good, two legs bad, four legs good, two legs bad. who
' mo" and get a "superwoman" Then (ANTE UP!), man I told dem hoes Girls, shake it fast when I (throw dem bows) DJ's who want intros, you gotta understand That I'm gon' rap
the moonwalk Besides police, I've got no beef Just me, my beliefs and my bad teeth A cargo van and some Ant beets Enough rap to slap you to last week