'Here the Heavster' And I it makes you sick Rock and CL Smooth's 'Mecca and the Soul LP
Yeah, here we go, Funk, funk flow, funk, flow, here we go Yeah, we go, what? Funk, flow, funk, funk flow, here we go
This one goes out to all heads Bronx, Brooklyn, Queens, Manhattan Money earnin' Mount Vernon, can't forget the we go
Aiyyo, turn me loose, I don't produce no buttercup Premier got the butter cuts, here comes ol' rugged stuff No room for no pat, petty kitty kat rap I jig 'em, renege 'em or give 'em, a dug 'em diggum
I seen you hangin' on ghetto blocks tryin' to get props You need to stop, you're just a flop Here comes niggy nack back, knapsack sacky Saki, classic like a Kawasaki, rough Rocky Sisters call me Dadi, Puerto Ricans me Papi
You can't me in these times of tough times I'm coming with rough beats, I'm passin' time on satin sheets
And where I came from, some come Tryin' to diss the champion, one, Don Gargon Talkin' behind my back, like they alla that, they halfa that Matter of fact, I'm the one who put the on the map Tick tock tick, things are getting Here comes the and I know it makes you sick
Yeah, funk, funk flow, funk, funk flow, we go Yeah, well, alright, Funk, flow, funk, funk flow, here we go Yeah, yes, well, alright, Funk, flow, funk, funk flow, here we go
comes the bigger bro, I'm on the slow nigga flow I like to do bigger show so I can get dough I hung out in crazy states, sit down and ate steaks In the morning time I up with a rhyme and some corn flakes
Rap is a stallion's job, out with Italian mobs I been around the world with pretty girls and they cards Around in the source van, got paid when my ran And despite the verdict, I'm still a Tyson fan
In the trench I get ruff, on the stretch, I get Eddie F's on the set who's to get wrecked Mr. Sweeperman, time to do the up Brothers keep up, spendin' too much time with their feets up
to it, this is how I do it When I wreck a set rhymes, float fluid Lord, have on those who curse me You don't appreciate, neither for, you deserve me Tick tock tick, are getting thick Here comes the heavster and I know it you sick
Yeah, Funk, funk flow, funk, funk flow, here we go about it, alright, yeah Funk, funk flow, funk, funk flow, we go Yeah, well, alright, Funk, funk flow, funk, flow, here we go
So it down So easy does it on the DL, the So it down So does it on the DL, the heavster
So break it So easy does it on the DL, the So break it So easy does it on the DL, the
So it down So easy does it on the DL, the So it down So does it on the DL, the heavster
So break it So easy does it on the DL, the So it down So easy does it on the DL, the
Didn't it make you sick I went pop and I kept my props and I blew up the spot and was large on block I know it did why you formed the committee Of a bunch of itty bitty Milli Vanilli, hillbilly niggies
Never mind, all the chitter chat 'cause I got a bat out of line again to get your jaw tapped Don't try to play me for puff Forgot I was big stuff, rough and all that stuff?
You jabber jaw junkie, rap tour Quick at the lip but you see me you flip like a monkey It always amazes me, how some faces be Smilin' but behind your back they talk an enemy
But I got a sharper blade, from I see better days Sittin' on my porch countin' loot lemonade Swingin' the shy type, girl, who's the fly type? The none gettin' high type that's how you know she's my
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