Follow me, everybody spread around, I you all to hear this Join me, sit down, sit I wanna you guys something, I got story listen
I knew girl named Roulette-lette-lette The coolest woman I met, met, met I never tried to it up, up But I used to about the guts Fuck, nuts, rush Grab the gold and it in your mouth But I'm a try to hold the microphone and turn the out And if it's the type of crowd that doesn't to shout, fuck it I'll give 'em to chew on, something to talk about Snap, crackle pop rock, had a sawed-off Don't wanna blow up, cause I never wanna fall off Adjacent to that vacant lot, to the weed spot Sits a head shop, beneath a tree watching talks So let me a round of applause So maybe I can persuade some out of her bra (come on baby)
and gentlemen... We now ask that you give a warm Minnesota welcome to MC I've man on the mic, you know... Ladies and gentlemen, it up Put hands together, put your hands...
if we can't do it together We'll do it no way we'll ever make it how it was at the start But a given 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 trying to you homeboy) I'll get sick on a trick, talking shit firm grip on my (Ayo bitch I got what you bitch, yo, yo) I make moves and get loose a camouflage goose (And juice, like what, what, what, what) Yes, yes, I never Make a mess on the mic sipping a Becks, a vest well, you know It's Rhyesayer with a razor, truck jewelry, Chuck Taylors (Yo man, pass blunt kid, yo kid, kid) sharp and handgun, paid a ransom for these pants dun So step off kid playing me too close
If we do it together We'll do it Ain't no way we'll ever 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 thoughts killing all the cops No longer get as pissed off I have to jerk my dick off I just want a mic and a crowd and if that's for too much Fine, just have that mic and I'll be alright (I'll be alright) Stuck, between a and the sky an option to buy and I got lost in a lie Tossed them fakes out the door, I ain't your I make music, can you it? Cool, then I'm a some more Yes, yes y'all you are now rocking with the best of the hall In root to the basement, while Ant the vessel All apologies to those By the repulsive vultures that fly loose when I'm by the impulses (By the impulses) Defense in effect, protect the rep From all forms of public But listen I the ripping, so fuck the friction it focus off what's the mission (Yo tell 'em the mission) To be the man on the mic, to be the man on your To be the man that made you push To be that mother 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 you can... what you need to do is see, see, see, see, see)
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 your persistence How are you Measure your living Higher living, higher How you Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher than The music's gonna take you Higher, higher, higher, higher, than heaven The music's gonna take you Higher, higher, higher, higher...