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

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

My is super cool like I'm subdued
And those who fake, I take on you and your
I rule the streets I break 'em down no tools
And Misdemeanor the finger to y'all fools

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm slowin', the down, so you don't miss the shit
That Misdemeanor talkin' like that chronic get you high

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

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

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

I don't 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 fame majors to diss me

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

I'm who, Mike Jones, Who? Jones
Who? Mike and I can't be cloned
2 8 1, 3 3 0, 8 0 0 4
That's my phone 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 proud of yo' feet
We came to party up in bitch