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do do do do do do
Racecars and Jars

1:]
I got a style for every in ya face,
Greaseball ass nigga, Pontiac
Open and Shut
You Know, I'm till I die
Though I made an for the '69,
so off the line,
Coin side,
but no matter what, we up,
We in the yard, tell ya dawgs they
be of us,
We break it off like an gone bad
I fill ya with them groupies, make it a bird bath,
Miss me? No you bitch, with that bullshit, "Miss me",
Tryna claim name, tryna be, Miss Me,
All of that is kicks to me, Silly trickery,
You only around because my is where you wish to be,
Hope to me sleepin by bein freaky,
But babygirl, let me be the to say it's not that easy,
I wasn't yesterday, nor later on that evening,
Just had to get out the way and make the playing field even

Michael Knight, Michael Michael Knight [x2]
Knight, Scoo do do do do do
Michael Knight, Michael Knight Michael Knight
Knight, Scoo do do do do do

2:]
And the view from the chair improve,
but I yet to see a team fuckin with the crew,
and far, saw it all, Wideframe,
Everything with ain't a plane mayne,
Indo get rolled up car windows,
Avoiding the policeman Carl Winslows,
the blown in changed, and I am not mad
rappers need ta find a style fast,
It's written all over niggas like a Dan,
rough lands, cactus plants growin in desert sands,
Alive I stand, never though a nigga didn't die
I got up so I could autograph the sky...

Michael Knight, Michael Knight Michael [x2]
Michael Knight, do do do do do
Michael Knight, Michael Knight Michael Knight
Knight, Scoo do do do do do

3:]
Definitely down, and everybody here know it,
Yo, A snow white aston on a ground a poet,
Know as the kid who told you to to the crib,
Threw a bag on your lap, and told you blow the kids,
We mealed up, actually my is real tough,
Sport these gazelles, faded leather or rough,
account, dont even question,
Spent all my last year buying shear investments,
Marvelous gangsta, new nigga, make me shank something,
Rather screw honeys who cuffing,
All my life, six black kids stole a rifle, dice and strip you and slice you,
So listen young niggas, Ima give you some quick,
Dont ever rat friends out, you'll stand in a pool of shit,
Looking like a crab ass faggot, sooner or later them boys was hating on got the ratchets,
Achets,
Yea.........