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It's
As you may have
To smoke the fat one and let the burn
okay, to play this loud
Mr DJ, don't mean to you down

I my fingers in the socket, I blew up like a rocket
in the market, now I stop it
Oh mami, oh papi, why they me?
Messin up my with all this negativity
so now I'm drinkin
Anything to mess with my with hallucinations
of invasion, waiting on the nation
to get my style
Cos I'm to transmit into some funky ish
Can you get with
Zay, villaveu, yes, ugh!
They ask me if I'm nasty, ask me, they bet me too
Like osh-kosh-bigosh, osh cock suck their
Osh Miss iss oh shit
I mad styles, get it get it
I'm wit it wit it if you wit it, oh shit then split it
into a 20 sack, and I'ma be
wit my boy Mack like that, ugh!

[Craig
sweat me down
This jam a frontin MC, leave MC's shakin in the ground
Here come the bumpenin
Worth more the coke that they sellin by the pound
I walk the street like
Hop to kick a paragraph, floatin on the funk like a life
Down Sista, it's the MC brezzle twister
Mackalicious boy I'll pop you like a
Craig Mack's a Jedi Knight with The Force of
I can run MC's my teeth like dental floss
So back up and don't me down
Boo docks on locks, fat boys nabbed the town
And you can get the balls like
Hittin like the funkalicious rhymes that's phat, uhh
And we can get in forth off the back


Oh if, I could bring
I farts I poops cash from my ass
Cos If You Think You're Now
like Bobby Womack in format, I dunk shit like Shaq
I'm not greedy, I the needy, I smokes a beady
I feel, the to stroke the weedy
Oh big daddy, is you ready
to slurp me in your like spaghetti?
Hi Ho Silver, ya killer, my drug
fo' reala, I some Miller, ugh
up in the sky ARGH ARGH!!
It's a birdie, yes I'm worthy for
Black eyed peas, all in my butt like
Oh we's smell
All in my
My amplifier's on the light, Kotter Welcome Back