Without a I'm comin' back and if you don't know me S I R T double O I like to say rhymes, I do it all the time I make my own damn beat now all the money is I carry big fat wives, I treat my girls like Ask 'em who do they love and all say, "Tide" I'm just an M.C. and nothin' else I rhymin' and I do it by myself
Could you be like me? I rap my stop rhymes You will never pause when I say these lines So go on and on, I'm Sir Too what you've been lookin' for Like PCP or cocaine DJ universe got you sprung in the You make money, hear my rap coast to coast host to host, I hear the toast
Too $hort, the way you that hit Here's to you, rhymin' and boy, don't quit I say, this is how it goes I say my rap Most times I rhyme wouldn't be like that 'Cause the way I rhymes you will comprehend I'll rappin' to the very end And if you me fake I'll say, "So what? I got you standin' and like you just shot up
So, boy, up I'm still rappin'" Comin' at you fresh, do you what happened? I'm sayin' rhymes messin' with mind I didn't want your, girl, 'cause she really fine I took her to a motel been a hotel It costs me twenty dollars but I did it so She had to tell your sister, sister told you Now the whole damn calls me playboy too
I got rhymes, 'em comin', they don't stop I'm lookin' at an empty page to fill it up I write only the truth, speak to you So if I you to say somethin' then you know what to do I got rhymes, keep 'em comin', never stop I in California, drive a drop top Roll by the beach, look at the Jump in my car, I do it week
DJ's who call me Mister $hort All you wanna be mothers get no support I'm Too $hort, baby, rich Get on the mic and say left to right, right to left Girl, stealin' your heart is like theft Like ten to nine, to two always be one up on you
Like nightfall makes the sun go Crazy laid the beat changed your life around the sea to the mountains the mountains to the sea All you're gonna do is wanna this beat It's so rough, so tough I talk this stuff When I get on the mic I can't get I'm the rapper of the season, fresh and All my are smooth and decent
I'm that rapper place to place For the raps with the hardest bass You see I rap all the time, the point When I walk in the place I jam the joint old Too $hort's on the microphone The beat's so fresh can't leave me You see I rap so cool I will not I keep comin' so I might knock you out
If you with $hort that's the chance you take So you better come and don't be fake All you weak with your weak drum beats all your people you can hang with me Count one to ten ten to twenty And I'll just keep on makin' Life is Too $hort, I stop I'm hooked on like a junkie on top
I got to make it every day, I go broke Ask me am I rich and say, "No" I'm your homeboy Too $hort back Oakland on the map, my rap will never end I'd like to a special thanks to the dangerous crew For believin' in me when thought I was through I got rhymes, I 'em comin' I'm on the mic, I won't stop rappin' till it out right
And when it's beatin', just say, "Let's roll" I make another record and buy some I keep rhymin' and I do it by I'm like a one man crew, you see I don't need I get the job so all you fake rappers, MC's, rap masters Give it up leave rappin' to me Realizin' young buck, you rock that beat I rap on the mic and believe nothin' ain't kickin' like the big old C
It's just one hard rapper a rap Not three or four sucka's or a of saps Like born to Mack, cash a check Walkin' 'round a fool, livin' up to his rep I'll tell you life ain't long, what you waitin' I you wanted to be like Too $hort