Follow me, everybody around, I want you all to hear this me, sit down, sit down I wanna tell you something, I got story listen
I knew girl named Roulette-lette-lette The coolest woman I met, met, met I tried to hook it up, up But I used to fantasize about the Fuck, nuts, rush Grab the gold and carry it in your But I'm a try to hold the microphone and the party out And if it's the type of crowd that doesn't like to shout, it I'll give 'em something to chew on, 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, next to the spot Sits a head shop, beneath a tree watching peace So let me catch a round of So I can persuade 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 your together, put your hands...
Cause if we can't do it We'll do it no way we'll ever make it how it was at the start But that's a Now the distance of your vision measure the persistence How are you
I'll smack the and sell 'em crack while I'm laying down my mack (I'm trying to you homeboy) I'll get sick on a trick, talking shit firm on my dick (Ayo I got what you need bitch, yo, yo) I make and get loose wearing a camouflage goose (And that's juice, what, what, what, what) Yes, yes, I never a mess on the mic sipping a Becks, wearing a vest Cause well, you It's that Rhyesayer a razor, truck jewelry, Chuck Taylors (Yo man, pass blunt kid, yo kid, kid) Tall sharp and handgun, paid a for these pants dun So step off kid playing me too close
If we can't do it We'll do it Ain't no way we'll ever make it how it was at the But a given Now the distance of your vision measure your persistence How are you
Killed all the about killing all the cops No longer get as pissed off I have to jerk my dick off I just a mic and a crowd and if that's asking for too much Fine, lemme just that mic and I'll be alright (I'll be alright) Stuck, between a and the sky With an to buy and I got lost in a lie Tossed them out the door, I ain't your whore I make music, can you it? Cool, I'm a make some more Yes, yes y'all you are now rocking the best of the mess hall In root to the basement, while Ant drives the All to those insulted By the vultures that fly loose when I'm seduced by the impulses (By the impulses) Defense mech in effect, the rep From all of public infliction But listen I love the ripping, so the friction it takes focus off what's the (Yo tell 'em the mission) To be the man on the mic, to be the man on mind To be the man that you push rewind To be that mother over there on that mic You know that means? That means I can you what I need you to see, see, see (See here, you need to do is follow, follow us baby Before you can... what you 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 within the distance of your vision measure your How are you Measure persistence How are you your persistence Higher Higher living, living How you Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher than The music's gonna take you Higher, higher, higher, higher, than heaven The gonna take you there Higher, higher, higher, higher...