Follow me, everybody spread around, I you all to hear this me, sit down, sit down I wanna tell you guys something, I got listen
I knew this named Roulette-lette-lette The coolest woman I met, met, met I never to hook it up, up But I used to fantasize about the Fuck, nuts, rush Grab the and carry it in your mouth But I'm a try to the microphone and turn the party out And if it's the type of crowd doesn't like to shout, fuck it I'll give 'em to chew on, something to talk about Snap, crackle pop rock, never had a Don't never blow up, cause I never wanna fall off to that vacant lot, next to the weed spot Sits a head shop, beneath a tree watching peace 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 nice welcome to MC I've man on the mic, you know... and gentlemen, give it up Put your together, put your hands...
Cause if we do it together do it apart Ain't no way we'll ever make it how it was at the But a given Now within the distance of your vision measure the How are you
I'll smack the whack and sell 'em crack while I'm laying my mack (I'm to tell 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 moves and get wearing 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 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, 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 ever make it how it was at the start But a given Now within the distance of vision measure your persistence How are you
Killed all the thoughts killing all the cops No longer get as off when I have to jerk my dick off I just want a mic and a crowd and if that's asking for too Fine, lemme just have 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 them fakes out the door, I ain't your whore I make music, can you it? Cool, then I'm a make more Yes, yes y'all you are now rocking with the best of the mess In root to the basement, while Ant drives the All apologies to insulted By the repulsive vultures fly loose when I'm seduced by the impulses (By the impulses) Defense in effect, protect the rep From all of public infliction But I love 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 your To be the man that made you rewind To be that mother over there on that mic You know what means? That means I can you what I need you to see, see, see (See here, what you need to do is 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 we'll ever it how it was at the start But that's a Now the distance of your vision measure your persistence How are you Measure persistence How are you Measure your Higher Higher living, higher How you Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher than The gonna take you there Higher, higher, higher, higher, than heaven The music's gonna take you Higher, higher, higher, higher...