(I knew his rhymes was phat, but his beats are kind of nice too) now is the apocolypse MC's are clocking this they say they got skills but all I'm seeing is
is who the ladies stay on (Yeah baby, play on) I chew chumps like chew sticks, known for poppin' new hits I know, you want me hoe if I was you I'd want me too bitch If you want
Everyday she walk by see me on the same block Same crew, like she never seen rocks, chain watch, rims blue Different color boots on, park Yukon You predicates
and crystal (Uh Bra?) All that in the ass, fuckin' these hoes, ballin' till we fallin' Drankin' too much but it's all good (All good) It's all gravy dog
Nigga, caught the blues when his part called lights See I, been in yo shoes, lost memos on crews And I, paid my deuce from scramblin blues And I, laid
! ladies and gentlemen, the virile and masculine, blues traveler stage crew...this one particularly sca Ry-looking. all right...now wh At you've got to do is
is about business She's super fly but she don't know it She might be mad but she don't show it She stands alone above the rest She makes me pass the
all that jazz Slick your hair And wear your buckle shoes And all that Jazz I hear that Father Dip Is gonna blow the blues And all that Jazz Hold on, hon
to do He made it plain and simple, red, white, and blue" Red is the blood of the butchered indians White is anglo-american apartheid Blue is the
This is dedicated to all those hardcore acts Yeah, you know them brothers that we used to Look up to, that fell the fuck off And now they doing all that
virgin Like some kid named Derwin? She said, "Let's try it in the bathroom", but the 'nous is way above sinks So to the kitchen, she did Dan and came
is known as the Basehead The lowest of lowest of all elements that exist And the sad thing is, this particular element is me brudda Brother, brother oh brother
is fallin', Geronimo I feel my high comin' down lookout below Aiyyo, dead that roach clip and spark another Chickenhawks, playin' theyselves like Parker Brothers I rock
piru your name marvel, all you need now is a spiderman suit black wallstreet bitch you cant fuck wit my crew my flow blind baby, ima make you do what it do
daid. -Because, when I haive a saime problem, weef a laidie, she goes to towch the testiclides, and it maikes a sounde laike thais: (bang!) -Oh, that is
you what a cake boy is (But he's so sensitive!) Tossed salad is the hairdo Cappuchino latte - his brew And he's down to do what most girls tell him to Brother
the brastrap That's the type of girl she is Word to Miz, she got the Full length blue fox, knock you out the box Big rocks, this girl is hype Hobbes