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A hem
What we have here is a very serious situation
Lots of people out always ridin the dick hmmph
But check out
I like your style I your stride
and I like motivation
But the Late Show we ain't standin for shit
So my man right here he wrote a little about it
Why you sing it

Ring the alarm here the Com
Call me Mr. Hollywood -- 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, he-LLO? Is anybody
I'm not a step, so don't
Because I Rock-well I always feel
I feel like, Somebody's Watchin Me
ooh, Somebody's Me
It's be that, that that that nigga that sweat my shit
I say say say, "Black get off the 'zack,
you block my tract"
I gotta go pee-pee, yo you know me
You're just a New Kid on My Jock, tip-seekin and you're
It's my little pony and you cannot get a
So you see me homey, just please just step aside
aside, not talkin wlidside, I'm comin from the Southside
where the ruffnecks if you can't stand it, don't go outside
Cause it's hot I got the stuff to call your bluff and your card
and nowadays all these dick kids, that wanna be hard
FRAUDULENT, I can tell a pussy by his scent
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 beater with the juice, how far you go to
You're gonna get it, woo-wooh-wooh-WOOH! * sings like En Vogue*
You down from the +Jump+, so why you wanna Kris Kross?
You no buyin, insecure junkyard motherfucker
Get lost, cause a sucker

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We really lucky we got em, you can em
from a distance, now let's say FOR INSTANCE
you got a crank gettin ganked for his bank by some
little wench -- is you is, or is you
the
You gotta be, gotta be, to let the shit occur
Gettin pimped, by a hoe, that ain't too proud to beg, for dough
She get your money mo money mo money mo!
I go out like that if it was my first day off of punishment
Just call me Kaopectate; in relationships, I'm runnin
So be comin to me with that, "We can go out, you pay"
that bitch, it's the, Unamerican way
This is the circumcision, and skins is cut off
on my shit, just to get they nut off
NOT, no cops, just low-downs want a
If you down with the 'Van, Dyke, get off the Dick
Cause I the time, the time, the time you tried
to play me like I was booty but now you're a groupie
Sweatin me uhh, me uhh
Tellin me I get big don't be forgettin me uhh
But forget you, you, after, I rock you
It's Blo Pop time bitch, you better set your
to the Alarm

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Why'd the sucker MC sucker MC the road?
To get to the side?!
Why'd the sucker MC sucker MC the road?
To get to the side, now check it out
I got the pep in my step, the in my glide
So I won't trip, when I let my backbone
Some it to the East, I'm shakin West, well I'ma shake your mid
And I'ma get you suckaz, just me one side, and one rib
I barbeque the mouths HEY, I barbeque the
Cause mom always said - don't wack in the house!
So take that to the backyard
And I was like, "Everybody wanna rap hard"
Before you wasn't hardcore, so why ya flipped?
How you hop when you ain't hip?
You found rap, on a two-way street - and it
on a parkway, I ain't no names, yo Rico Suave
goons fakin stab wounds, I need to shank the crank
Elvis Presley Jr., tryin to be that you ain't
No daps, y'all are hoes, y'all go on
and take off all your clothes; then you -- strike a
You knows and I knows, that's how you sell record
your shit is BUTT, you gotta get NAKED
But you're wack, you're wack, showin body to me
I said you're wack, wack, showin your body to me
You got no Soul man, and you need to get a
you, ain't, ah-really down..
.. with true hip-hop you