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It's
As you may heard
To smoke the fat one and let the thunder
It's okay, to play this
Mr DJ, mean to sweat you down

I stuck my fingers in the socket, I blew up like a
in the market, now I cannot it
Oh mami, oh papi, why they me?
Messin up my creativity with all negativity
so now I'm drinkin
Anything to mess with my concentration with
of invasion, waiting on the nation
to get my style
Cos I'm about to into some funky ish
Can you get this?
Zay, villaveu, yes, ugh!
ask me if I'm nasty, they ask me, they bet me too
Like osh-kosh-bigosh, osh cock suck cocks
Osh miss Miss iss oh
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 be back
wit my boy Craig Mack that, ugh!

[Craig
Don't me down
This jam needs a frontin MC, MC's shakin in the ground
Here come the bumpenin
Worth more than the coke they sellin by the pound
I walk the like Shaft
Hop to kick a paragraph, floatin on the like a life raft
Down with Sista, the MC brezzle twister
Mackalicious boy I'll pop you like a
Craig a Jedi Knight with The Force of course
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 that
Hittin wicked like the rhymes that's phat, uhh
And we can get back in forth off the


Oh if, I could bring
When I farts I poops cash my ass
Cos If You Think You're Now
like Bobby Womack in gangsta format, I 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 *slurp*
to slurp me in your like spaghetti?
Hi Ho Silver, ya killer, my dealer
fo' reala, I some Miller, ugh
Look up in the sky ARGH!!
a birdie, yes I'm worthy for certy
Black eyed peas, all in my butt like
Oh smell panties
All in my
My amplifier's on the maxi light, Kotter Welcome