Too Short, Mc
Rap like me, you'll go straight to the top, keep what you're doing And you're sure to get dropped like a trick, nothings even up my A million albums sold and hard to believe well it's true homeboy It's not a lie, I used to sell on sunny side I used to catch the 40 bus the way Me and Fred Benz, slanging all these things, that we did Grab the microphone and start making You fronting Mc, I to cap You make hit and you still can't rap I said it before
I'll say it again you don't me, ask your fans When I walked into The was packed, Sir Too Short don't stop that rap I keep rapping my rhymes, all the time, you got no So you listen to mine I'm not starting a fight, just telling it The best damn who ever grabbed the mic His name is Too Short, now your mouth In '81 I was rocking the house, I'm a hustler, baby, up I hustle every day and I sell drugs
I don't run no gangs, don't shoot no Gave the same damn to the Oakland Vice But if you keep pushing, just you When they see me on the strip, 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 to talk that bullshit I a, Oak town, big time sound just enough beat to get on down
So, you other listen to mine, you wouldn't catch Short Dog rapping 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 here to New York, back to California I bumped your girlfriend, say I didn't warn ya All this time you said your hoe you really shouldn't give Baby all dough she gave it all to me 'cause I fuck so good
I practice on the girls in my neighborhood when I'm freaky I rap, I a rap to a freak, I rarely ever think about a sucker Mc I go platinum, it's just like slapping 'em, Short Dog in the house, starting some shit, Mc's and Mc's roll But the albums they make never go When I was young, I I'd be one of the best Every time I a song it came out so fresh I was the King of the Oak town, my game
10 years later, ain't nothing changed still the of the bay And I know what say they call me Godfather And they call you gay get with it, it's Your out there trying to find me She heard about me, I her best friend I guess she wants to see if I can do it You want to be me, so damn bad The dream all you Mc's had
If you rap like me, you wouldn't have the dream Start rapping quit flapping a chicken wing If rap like me, they say you're so great 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 feel Mc's like you, I've seen 'em before, you 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 interview you You just make up things, on an ego trip And you're fronting you're down, you're not the first real rapper From the town, you're just a new Jack, and you can't even rap You wanna trip? Trip on that I'm like Mc Lyte checking hoes If you're not a real rapper, get off the mic 'cause with a Mc A song's never complete you'd learn to rap like me
Thought you want to be like, Too you want to be like, Too Short
Whenever I rap, you it noise I'm tearing up shit up like The Acorn on 10th street, I got a big freak, until you learn To speak, realize you're weak it's the Oak town And they all get down to the rhythm of the Too Short funky It goes boom, on ya Dangerous Crew Oakland, California Just front 'cause Short Dog is hard, if you answer my rap
I tear your ass apart just this, it lasts forever You make a song and I one better You say I cuss, I say you're Your eyes pop like paper plates, you fronting Mc, I hate to cap I make hit records the vicious raps, I said it before, I'll say it again The boy ain't but one of my fans like silicon titties
Can you feel 'em? How can a fake rapper get a real one? Shit, I'm that man I like you like the Klu Klux Klan want to front on me? My posse got a real Mc, Too Short and it don't And it don't stop, and it won't 'cause I'm Too Short baby On the microphone and I'm
you want to be like, Too Short Thought you to be like, Too Short Thought you to be like, Too Short Thought you to be like, Too Short
Now back to the subject, my boy Mc you say You can't rap me, rappers like me make real hits like you talk bullshit, I told my boys there's a new Funky drummer in town, trying to be like James Brown If I couldn't be me, who would I be? I damn sure be A sucker Mc I'm not like you, my game is true
I pimped these 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 answer is Two, you'd better to rap like me or you like to be a fake Mc Three, never down on a player I care if you was Fred Astaire Last but not least, four don't ever mess with Too Short, bitch
Thought you to be like, Too Short Thought you to be like, Too Short