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A few short words, and whaddya
Oh, whaddya He comes

Down, like water, out the clouds clown
Drown you like terrible
Nobody does it better than I, so approved by Simon
rappers is real hard, but still hardly rhymin'

To all, and shine, give God the glory
I already give a percent of to Bert and Cory
And got bills and employees to pay
So me Lord, we'll settle up towards the end of my days

My of control is hard to swallow
Known to lead, but some would rather see me behind
to disappoint, but dis joint's mine
Display indie but say no

or I'll blind you like spit did to Remo
To the dirt and edit the clip and lost
My mens wear problems like
See it all in they face, ask Mase, he got to win

to settle, crews to crush
You rush right in to see him do it a smile
It's Long Isle y'all, longevity my celebrity status
From AM to PM, you see him on y'all

I was told to righteous, so when it's done
Everyone say I stepped right
And through religion, or stopped by the cop
shinin' his flash in my face, I'm bound to see the

A few words, and whaddya know?
Oh, know? He comes

Aiyyo, I'm up these walls, here's my back stiff straight up
Dazzle and razzlin' broads like I'm little Juan
Magnetically handle mics, they don't
Top every time these commas don't drop

Pop like lint on your shirt, the net worth
To the rock homey in many courts of ball
Four couldn't do it, so we all six
I circumcise the track, you a dick

and hooded
Skin like Stutterin' John
I repeat like yesterday, it stop
George of this life pop, put to Scarlet
In a place she believes, much better than lies

She say she lookin' better in my eyes,
Same she done ran to duck, crammin' to fuck
I put the on her like Bill Cosby
I tried to speak my piece in court but Mills paused me

die hopeless sometimes
Yo cry your poker face, you try it one time
When God is an non pos', you to download
like slaves on trial, we want free

Man aim ready, it's time you MC
So you rappers bee-bee guns, graffiti runs
Through my veins since with the wired remote
Woodgrainin' like you wired his

C'mon, Pretty and De La Soul
We was rhymin the frozen street since 8 years old
Take us back to eighty-eight, you couldn't our flow
A of kids so original, you heard?

C'mon, Toney and De La Soul
We was through the frozen street since 8 years old
us back to eighty-eight, you couldn't catch our flow
A of kids so original

Tony 'Tana big hammers for bad manners who got 'em
We cannons for Scrangelous crew, and his whack dancers
is forbidden pah, pay that tax
And you ever look at us funny, boy, we'll bring rap back

And hurt you like Superman, chased by a group of men
dyna-mics, real hip-hop'll do you in
For you Loo Goo Kim, or Moo Loo Inn
Hula hoop all bitches crew full brand new Keds

Cutmaster 'em, make sure we cut classics
Buck in broad day and tuck caskets
Next to and Qusay, how can the group shoot the PA
And just lay whooptay,

Use the ruse, sport beads and snatch a dude's
Since tunin' into Rock'n AJ
Ghostface is freshed squeezed like a glass of OJ
you can go cruising' in my OJ

A few short words, and whaddya
Oh, know? He comes