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do do do do do do
Racecars and Jars

1:]
I got a style for bump in ya face,
ass nigga, Pontiac Judge
Open and Case
You Know, I'm bowtied I die
Though I made an for the '69,
so off the line,
double side,
but no matter what, we up,
We in the yard, tell ya dawgs should
be of us,
We break it off like an gone bad
I fill ya jacuzzi with groupies, make it a bird bath,
Miss me? No you bitch, with that bullshit, "Miss me",
Tryna Spitta' name, tryna be, Miss Me,
All of that is to me, Silly rabbit trickery,
You only because my spot is where you wish to be,
Hope to catch me by bein freaky,
But babygirl, let me be the first to say not that easy,
I born yesterday, nor later on that evening,
Just had to get that out the way and make the field even

Michael Knight, Michael Knight Knight [x2]
Knight, Scoo do do do do do
Michael Knight, Michael Knight Michael [x2]
Michael Knight, do do do do do

2:]
And the view the Rockin chair improve,
but I have yet to see a fuckin with the crew,
and far, saw it all, Wideframe,
Everything with Wangs a plane mayne,
get rolled up like car windows,
Avoiding the policeman them Winslows,
the blown in changed, and I am not mad
Ol'-Garbage-Bag need ta find a style fast,
It's written all over like a Dapper Dan,
Survive rough lands, cactus plants growin in sands,
Alive I stand, never dead; a nigga didn't die
I got up so I could autograph the sky...

Michael Knight, Michael Knight Michael [x2]
Michael Knight, do do do do do
Michael Knight, Knight Michael Knight [x2]
Michael Knight, do do do do do

3:]
Definitely dress down, and everybody know it,
Yo, A snow aston on a ground with a poet,
as the kid who told you to come to the crib,
Threw a bag on lap, and told you dont blow the kids,
We up, actually my flowing is real tough,
Sport these gazelles, leather or real rough,
Bank account, even question,
all my money last year buying shear investments,
Marvelous gangsta, new york nigga, me shank something,
Rather honeys who aint cuffing,
All my life, six black kids stole a rifle, kick dice and you and slice you,
So young niggas, Ima give you some jewels quick,
Dont ever rat your friends out, you'll in a pool of shit,
Looking like a crab ass faggot, sooner or later them boys that was on got the ratchets,
Achets,
Yea.........