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It's
As you may heard
To smoke the fat one and let the thunder
It's okay, to this loud
Mr DJ, don't mean to sweat you

I stuck my fingers in the socket, I blew up a rocket
in the market, now I stop it
Oh mami, oh papi, why they me?
Messin up my creativity all this negativity
so now I'm gin-and-seng
Anything to with my concentration with hallucinations
of invasion, from on the nation
to get with my
Cos I'm about to transmit into some 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 cocks
Osh Miss iss oh shit
I mad styles, get it get it
I'm wit it wit it if you wit it, oh then let's split it
into a 20 sack, and be back
wit my boy Mack like that, ugh!

[Craig
sweat me down
This jam needs a MC, leave MC's shakin in the ground
Here come the sound
Worth more than the coke that sellin by the pound
I walk the street Shaft
Hop to a paragraph, floatin on the funk like a life raft
with Sista, it's the MC brezzle twister
Mackalicious boy I'll pop you a blister
Craig Mack's a Jedi with The Force of course
I can run thru 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 like that
Hittin like the funkalicious rhymes that's phat, uhh
And we can get back in off the back


Oh if, I bring sucker-suckertash
When I farts I cash from my ass
Cos If You Think Lonely Now
like Bobby Womack in gangsta format, I shit like Shaq
I'm not greedy, I feeds the needy, I a beady
I feel, the need to the weedy
Oh big daddy, is you ready
to slurp me in your mouth like
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 smell panties
All in my
My on the maxi light, Kotter Welcome Back