Too Short, Mc
Rap like me, you'll go to the top, keep doing what you're doing And you're to get dropped like a trick, nothings even up my sleeve A million albums sold and it's hard to believe well true homeboy It's not a lie, I used to tapes on sunny side I used to the 40 bus around the way Me and Fred Benz, slanging tapes all things, that we did Grab the microphone and start hits You fronting Mc, I to cap You make hit records and you still can't rap I said it
I'll say it again you don't believe me, ask your When I walked Cali The place was packed, Sir Too Short 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, telling it right The best damn rapper who ever the mic His name is Too Short, now shut mouth In '81 I was rocking the house, I'm a hustler, baby, up I hustle day and I don't sell drugs
I don't run no gangs, don't shoot no Gave the same damn speech to the 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 so loud playing Too Short raps That's it, I'm set no need to that bullshit I need a, Oak town, big time 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 sticker on the cover, X-rated funk, it's me You say I won't go far but I won't stop 'cause I rap so hard From here to New York, to California I bumped your girlfriend, don't say I warn ya All this you said she's your hoe you really shouldn't give Baby all that dough she gave it all to me 'cause I fuck so
I practice on the girls in my neighborhood when I'm freaky I rap, I spit a rap to a freak, I rarely ever think a sucker Mc I go platinum, it's just like slapping 'em, Dog in the house, starting some shit, Mc's rock and Mc's roll But the albums they never go gold When I was young, I knew I'd be one of the Every I made a song it came out so fresh I was the King of the Oak town, my game
10 years later, ain't nothing still the boss of the bay And I know what they say call me Godfather And they call you gay get with it, 1990 Your girlfriend's out there to find me She heard me, I fucked 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 could rap like me, you wouldn't have the Start rapping quit flapping like a wing If could rap like me, say you're so great But when they talk you, they say you're so fake And as the days go by, you forget, the way I make you feel 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 when they interview you You just up things, you're on an ego trip And you're fronting you're down, you're not the first 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 checking tonight If you're not a real rapper, get off the mic with a fake Mc A song's never complete you'd learn to rap like me
Thought you want to be like, Too Thought you 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, you're 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 Crew from Oakland, California Just front 'cause Short Dog is hard, if you answer 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 eyes pop open like paper plates, you fronting Mc, I hate to cap I make hit records with the 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 Mc's want to on me? My posse got a real Mc, Too and it don't stop And it don't stop, and it won't stop 'cause I'm Too Short On the microphone and I'm
Thought you to be like, Too Short you want to be like, Too Short Thought you want to be like, Too 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 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 sure wouldn't be A Mc 'cause I'm not like you, my game is true
I pimped these hoes and I pimped you, Too 'cause I'm And makes the rules, you disobey and you be a fool One, remember how it all don't guess, the answer is Oakland Two, you'd learn to rap like me or you like to be a fake Mc Three, talk down on a player I wouldn't care if you was Fred Last but not least, four don't ever mess with Too Short, bitch
Thought you want to be like, Too you want to be like, Too Short