Too Short, Mc
Rap me, you'll go straight to the top, keep doing what you're doing And you're sure to get dropped a trick, nothings even up my sleeve A million albums sold and it's hard to believe well true homeboy not a lie, I used to sell tapes on sunny side I to catch the 40 bus around the way Me and Fred Benz, slanging tapes all things, that we did Grab the microphone and start hits You Mc, I hate to cap You make hit records and you still can't rap I said it
I'll say it again you believe me, ask your fans When I walked into The place was packed, Sir Too don't stop that rap I keep my rhymes, all the time, you got no rhymes So you listen to I'm not starting a fight, just telling it right The best damn who ever grabbed the mic His is Too Short, now shut your mouth In '81 I was the house, I'm a hustler, baby, coming up I hustle every day and I don't sell
I run no gangs, don't shoot no dice the same damn speech to the Oakland Vice But if you keep pushing, like you they see me on the strip, coming through I break it down so vicious it'll break back With the beat so loud playing Too raps That's it, I'm set no need to talk bullshit I need a, Oak town, big time just enough beat to get on down
So, you rappers listen to mine, you wouldn't catch Short Dog nursery rhymes call my rap trash, jam the junk Put a on the cover, X-rated funk, it's just me You say I won't go far but I stop rapping 'cause I rap so hard From to New York, back to California I bumped your girlfriend, don't say I didn't ya All this you said she's your hoe you really shouldn't give all that dough she gave it all to me 'cause I fuck so good
I practice on the girls in my 'cause when I'm freaky I rap, I spit a rap to a freak, I rarely ever about a sucker Mc I go platinum, it's just like slapping 'em, Short Dog in the house, some shit, Mc's rock and Mc's roll But the albums they make never go When I was young, I knew I'd be one of the time I made a song it came out so fresh I was the King of the Oak town, spitting my
10 years later, nothing changed still the boss of the bay And I what they say they call me Godfather And call you gay get with it, it's 1990 Your out there trying to find me She heard about me, I fucked her best I guess she wants to see if I can do it You to be like me, so damn bad The impossible all you Mc's had
If you could rap like me, you have the dream Start rapping quit flapping a chicken wing If could rap like me, they say you're so But when they talk about you, they say you're so And as the days go by, you can't forget, the way I make you trip like you, I've seen 'em before, you keep on saying fuck Too Short But I'm a better Mc than you and ain't a damn you can do, but trip
On the TV screen, in the magazines when they you You just up things, you're on an ego trip And you're fronting like you're down, you're not the real rapper From the Oakland town, you're just a new Jack, and you can't rap You wanna trip? Trip on that I'm like Mc Lyte hoes tonight If you're not a real rapper, get off the mic 'cause a fake Mc A never complete you'd better learn to rap like me
Thought you to be like, Too Short you want to be like, Too Short
Whenever I rap, you call it noise I'm tearing up up like The boys on 10th street, I got a big freak, until you learn To speak, realize weak 'cause it's the Oak town And they all get to the rhythm of the Too Short funky sound It goes boom, on ya Dangerous from Oakland, California Just don't front 'cause Short Dog is hard, if you my rap
I tear ass apart just like this, it lasts forever You make a song and I one better You say I cuss, I say you're Your eyes pop open paper plates, you fronting Mc, I hate to cap I hit records with the vicious raps, I said it before, I'll say it again The boy nothing but one of my fans like silicon titties
Can you feel 'em? How can a rapper get with a real one? Shit, I'm rapping man I like you like the Klu Klux Klan Mc's want to on me? My posse got a real Mc, Too Short and it stop And it don't stop, and it won't stop 'cause I'm Too Short On the and I'm macing
you want to be like, Too Short Thought you to be like, Too Short you want to be like, Too Short Thought you to be like, Too Short
Now to the subject, my boy Mc whatever you say You can't rap like me, rappers like me real hits Rappers like you talk bullshit, I told my there's a new drummer in town, you're trying to be like James Brown If I couldn't be me, who I be? I damn sure wouldn't be A sucker Mc 'cause I'm not you, my game is true
I these hoes and I pimped you, Too 'cause I'm boss And makes the rules, you disobey and you be a fool One, remember how it all began don't guess, the is Oakland Two, you'd learn to rap like me or you like to be a fake Mc Three, never down on a player I wouldn't care if you was Fred Last but not least, number four ever mess with Too Short, bitch
Thought you to be like, Too Short Thought you want to be like, Too