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Timbo, what they do, try to be like Missy but they have no clue
On how I'm spittin' over the way I move
I so smooth in my shell toe shoes
Now put the on the record, show 'n' prove

Since ninety-two, I came to win and never
They try to stop a chubby from comin' through
My out and sellin' out these venues
My skills, will fulfill, who drink booze

My attitude is super cool like I'm
And those who fake, I on you and your dudes
I rule the streets I break 'em with no tools
And give the finger to y'all fools

Whoever doubted that I'm 'bout it check the
And if you on me this year your ass will lose
'Cause I will bruise, my loose is like, ooh
When I come out get your release moved

This year y'all gon' all lose
I break 'em off somethin', break 'em off
This year y'all gon' all lose

year y'all gon' all lose sleep
When I break 'em off somethin', break 'em off
year you hear a real MC, when I
Break, break, b-b-break, break,

I flow over a beat that make a weave blow
And those who try to to the wall I throw
So I drop it low, 808 low
oh oh-oh oh, oh oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Mr. Mos', this he compose
While I kill the track, leave ears decomposed
Fake rappers, year your lies will be exposed
Like oh oh-oh oh, oh steal the show

on break beats, make rappers lose sleep
Make labels unable drop they on leak
I keep 'em deep, need me, be me
Hardly, and basically, I do it and slow

I'm slowin', the track down, so you miss the shit
That Misdemeanor talkin' like chronic get you super high

This y'all gon' all lose sleep
I 'em off somethin', break 'em off somethin'
This year you a real MC
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh,

This y'all gon' all lose sleep
When I 'em off somethin', break 'em off somethin'
This you hear a real MC
Break 'em off somethin', 'em off somethin'

See I'm a pimp that's on my grind, I like all the time
I speak what's on my mind, my teeth'll you blind
My heat'll lay you down, you come around
Forsaken out there your life'll be deleted

'Cause I don't play dat, you know I play dat
Wherever you noise is where you gon' lay at
I'm "Supa Dupa Fly" like Missy
Before the majors used to diss me

But now I'm on top, I'm hot I can't
Before my came my shows was sold out
House been on the hill, been in my grill
I'm trill like U.G.K., you know I keep it

I'm who, Jones, Who? Mike Jones
Who? Mike and I can't be cloned
2 8 1, 3 3 0, 8 0 0 4
That's my cell number, hit me on the low, I got

Hold up, I see a lot of folks in here sittin like your shoes too tight
If you wear a size 10, don't cram yo' up in a size 6 ladies
Be of yo' big-big feet
We came to party up in this