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Mc D
Okay party people in the
This is the original grand
Of Rick
Somethin' push that in 'em Ricky D

Is it a custom, to what? to provoke out a apostle
And make him smack the coke out your
Bap, the butter cat at rappin' and Im all man
Whatever gotta gotta happen

Boy dont me put my grown man shoe in you
And Im sorry father, for any wrongdoin' you
'Cause dogs and the girl sigh
Here to present myself as the of the worlds eye

Picture I, where Girls chick arrived
England, 14th, six-five
you scream out brannyville
You old ass rapper! you got it, but can he

Sever, in other words, rap more
Like no other younger rapper could ever?
Apparently I this, on this
his behind, out the way of who reign, I run this

up, run
Run, run, run,
up, run
(Out the way of who reign, I run this)
Run, run,
(Stop the world kid, it home slick)
Run, run, r-r-run

Are, you, Run
The fact is, mack cable in an actress
And really is the black gable of the rap biz
Racists reactin', for action
The motherfucker got exquisite for a black man

What you know? all clothes come off a hoe
Ever see me with my jewels and toast off of mo?
Past where measures
Like the whole rat pack, and some precious

And chartable, such a big I pull
Nuns even say, that motherfuckers
And aliens who to earth gatherin'
gosh the man has soul, we must have him

Like a catastrophe, there isnt none me
Liz will throw away her walker and run me
Snatch crowns, this, on this
Stunned his behind, out the way of who reign, I run

up, run
Run, run, run,
up, run
(Out the way of who reign, I run this)
Run, as we go run, r-r-run
Run, as we go run, r-r-run
Run, r-r-run as we go run,
(As we go a somethin' like this, hit it)

Up hastings, crew downfaced and
one way or the other, foundation choose
Although the prune I kick, I didnt come to wound a sick
Hit a lost world, actin' a lunatic

Who 'til a heard of smoke
Forced men to pull out and start to murder folk
Tired of the basement in
Take responsibility for your as a race then

Instead of put cheer in our bone, paperhood
Negativity, and in our own neighborhood
royalty breed to be
And I puts small where small seed need to be

Like an angel to fly as, mention I as
I didnt the laws, but they make sense to my ass
While waitin' for the world end, won
Stunned his behind, out the way of who reign, I run

up, run
(See what I kid?)
(That patch-eyed run this)
Run, run, run,
up, run
(I run this)

Run, r-r-run, run,
Run, r-r-run, run,
Run, r-r-run, run,
(Are, you, Run)
Run

up, run
Run, run, run,
up, run
(Yeah, baby, rick)
(1999, 2000, the whole thin' kid its all mine)
(Go away)
Mc D