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What we have here is a very, serious situation
Lots of people out here ridin the dick, hmmph
But this out
I like your style, I like your
And I like motivation
But the show, we ain't standin for that shit
So my man right here he wrote a song about it
Why you sing it

Ring the, alarm, comes, the com
Call me mr. -- check it out!
the, alarm, here comes, the com
Call me mr.
On the goodship,
Pop the lolli lolli, for i'm, the jolly
Good fellow, is anybody there?
I'm not a step, so don't
I rock-well I always feel like
I always like, somebody's watchin me
Ooh, somebody's me
It's gotta be that, that that that nigga that my shit
I say say say, "black get off the 'zack,
You block my tract"
I gotta go pee-pee, yo you don't me
You're just a new kid on my jock, tip-seekin and you're
It's my little and you cannot get a ride
So when you see me homey, just just step aside
aside, not talkin wlidside, I'm comin from the southside
Where the ruffnecks reign; if you can't it, don't go outside
Cause hot I got the stuff to call your bluff and pull your card
And nowadays it's all these dick kids, that wanna be
You're fraudulent, I can tell a pussy by his
So sorry, but the van got
And out is how I'm lookin, I'm out for my people
I'm fly I'm fly like but me don't have no eagle
Beat the with the juice, how far would you go to
You're gonna get it, woo-wooh-wooh-wooh! * sings like en vogue*
You wasn't from the +jump+, so why you wanna kris kross?
You no business buyin, insecure junkyard
Get lost, cause youse a

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We really we got em, you can spot em
From a distance, now just say for instance
You got a crank gettin ganked for his bank by snake
wench -- is you is, or is you ain't
The
You gotta gotta be, gotta be, to let the shit
pimped, by a hoe, that ain't too proud to beg, for your dough
She get your money mo mo money money mo!
I couldn't go out that if it was my first day off of punishment
call me kaopectate; in relationships, I'm runnin shit
So don't be to me with that, "we can go out, you pay"
Cancel bitch, it's the, unamerican way
This is the circumcision, and is gettin cut off
on my shit, just to get they nut off
Not, no cops, low-downs want a lick
If you ain't down with the 'van, dyke, get off the
Cause I remember the time, the time, the time you
To me like I was booty but now you're just a groupie
Sweatin me uhh, me uhh
Tellin me I get big don't be forgettin me uhh
But forget you, forgot you, after, I you
It's blo pop bitch, you better set your clock
To the alarm

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Why'd the sucker mc sucker mc the road?
To get to the other !
the sucker mc sucker mc cross the road?
To get to the other side, now it out
I got the pep in my step, the slide in my
So I won't trip, I let my backbone slip
Some shake it to the east, I'm shakin west, well i'ma shake mid
And get you suckaz, just give me one side, and one rib
I barbeque the mouths hey, I the mouths
Cause mom always said - play wack in the house!
So take that garbage to the
And I was like, "everybody wanna rap hard"
Before you wasn't hardcore, so why ya flipped?
How you gonna hop when you hip?
You rap, on a two-way street - and lost it
On a parkway, I sayin no names, yo rico suave
Fuckin goons stab wounds, I need to shank the crank
Elvis presley jr., to be somethin that you ain't
No daps, are hoes, y'all go on stage
And take off all your clothes; then you -- a pose
You knows and I knows, that's how you sell record
Because your shit is butt, you gotta get
But you're wack, you're wack, showin your to me
I said you're wack, you're wack, showin body to me
You got no soul man, and you to get a pound
you, ain't, ah-really down..
.. true hip-hop you suckers