Follow me, everybody spread around, I want you all to this me, sit down, sit down I tell you guys something, I got story listen
I knew this named Roulette-lette-lette The coolest I ever met, met, met I never to hook it up, up But I used to about the guts Fuck, nuts, rush the gold 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 like to shout, fuck it I'll give 'em something to on, something to talk about Snap, crackle pop rock, never had a Don't wanna blow up, cause I never wanna fall off Adjacent to that vacant lot, to the weed spot Sits a head shop, beneath a tree watching talks So let me catch a of applause So maybe I can persuade some out of her bra (come on baby)
and gentlemen... We now ask that you give a warm Minnesota nice to MC I've man on the mic, you know... and gentlemen, give it up Put your together, put your hands...
Cause if we do it together do it apart Ain't no way we'll ever it how it was at the start But a given Now within the distance of your vision measure the How are you
I'll smack the whack and sell 'em crack while I'm 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 make moves and get loose a camouflage goose (And that's juice, what, what, what, what) Yes, yes, I never Make a mess on the mic sipping a Becks, a vest Cause well, you It's that Rhyesayer a razor, truck jewelry, Chuck Taylors (Yo man, that 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 We'll do it Ain't no way we'll make it how it was at the start But that's a Now the distance of your vision measure your persistence How are you
Killed all the thoughts about all the cops No longer get as pissed off when I have to jerk my off I just a mic and a crowd and if that's asking for too much Fine, lemme just have mic and I'll be alright (I'll be alright) Stuck, a rock 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 music, can you feel it? Cool, then I'm a some more Yes, yes y'all you are now with the best of the mess hall In root to the basement, while Ant drives the All apologies to insulted By the repulsive vultures fly loose when I'm seduced by the impulses (By the impulses) mech in effect, protect the rep From all forms of infliction But listen I love the ripping, so 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 mind To be the man made you push rewind To be that mother fucker there on that mic You know what means? That means I can show you I need you to see, see, see (See here, you need to do is follow, follow us baby Before you can... you need to do is see, see, see, see, see)
If we do it together We'll do it Ain't no way we'll ever it how it was at the start But a given Now within the distance of your vision measure persistence How are you your persistence How are you your persistence Higher Higher living, living How you Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher than The music's gonna you there Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher heaven The music's gonna you there Higher, higher, higher, higher...