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

Since ninety-two, I came to win and lose
They try to stop a chubby chick comin' through
My belly out and out these venues
My skills, will fulfill, who drink booze

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'Cause I play dat, you know I don't play dat
Wherever you talkin' noise is 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 stop
Before my came my shows was sold out
been on the hill, diamonds been in my grill
I'm trill like U.G.K., you I keep it real

I'm who, Mike Jones, 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 'round like shoes too tight
If you wear a size 10, don't cram yo' shit up in a size 6
Be proud of yo' big-big
We came to up in this bitch