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