Follow me, everybody spread around, I want you all to this me, sit down, sit down I wanna you guys something, I got story listen
I knew this named Roulette-lette-lette The coolest woman I met, met, met I never tried to it up, up But I used to fantasize the guts Fuck, nuts, rush the gold and carry it in your mouth But I'm a try to hold the microphone and the party out And if it's the type of crowd that doesn't to shout, fuck it I'll give 'em something to chew on, something to about Snap, crackle pop rock, had a sawed-off Don't never wanna blow up, cause I never wanna off Adjacent to that lot, next to the weed spot Sits a shop, beneath a tree watching peace talks So let me a round of applause So maybe I can some lady out of her bra (come on baby)
and gentlemen... We now ask you give a warm Minnesota nice welcome to MC your man on the mic, you know... Ladies and gentlemen, it up Put hands together, put your hands...
Cause if we do it together We'll do it Ain't no way we'll make it how it was at the start But that's a Now within the distance of your vision the persistence How are you
I'll smack the whack and sell 'em while I'm laying down my mack (I'm to tell you homeboy) get sick on a trick, talking shit firm grip on my dick (Ayo I got what you need bitch, yo, yo) I make moves and get loose wearing a camouflage (And juice, like what, what, what, what) Yes, yes, I stress Make a mess on the mic sipping a Becks, wearing a Cause well, you It's that Rhyesayer with a razor, jewelry, Chuck Taylors (Yo man, that blunt kid, yo kid, kid) Tall sharp and handgun, paid a ransom for these dun So off kid you're playing me too close
If we do it together We'll do it Ain't no way ever make it how it was at the start But a given Now within the distance of your vision measure your How are you
Killed all the about killing all the cops No longer get as pissed off when I have to jerk my off I just a mic and a crowd and if that's asking for too much Fine, just have that mic and I'll be alright (I'll be alright) Stuck, a rock and the sky With an to buy and I got lost in a lie Tossed them fakes out the door, I your whore I make music, can you it? Cool, then I'm a make some Yes, yes y'all you are now rocking with the best of the mess In root to the basement, Ant drives the vessel All to those insulted By the repulsive that fly loose when I'm seduced by the impulses (By the impulses) mech in effect, protect the rep From all of public infliction But listen I the ripping, so fuck the friction it focus off what's the mission (Yo 'em what's the mission) To be the man on the mic, to be the man on mind To be the man that made you rewind To be that fucker over there on that mic You know what that That means I can show you I need you to see, see, see (See here, you need to do is follow, follow us baby Before you can... you need to do is see, see, see, see, see)
If we can't do it We'll do it Ain't no way ever make it how it was at the start But a given Now the distance of your vision measure your persistence How are you your persistence How are you your persistence Higher living, higher living How you Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher than The music's gonna you there Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher heaven The music's gonna take you Higher, higher, higher, higher...