was cold People was cold hearted from young to old (spit) From old to young from the moon to the sun From one to a billion back down to one I back down
pulling mics apart like repair shops and when you bump I never feel it like air shocks I used to rock air macks with Nike Air hats now I scare cats they
in a Kevlar suit 'Cause my clips make more hits than Neptunes' group And I spit gasoline, so the booth'll get doused Then ignited from the flames in the
they do is smoke hi-jo, MC Freek im a lyrical pro, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 and 0 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 and 0, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 and 0. [Krazy] This one's standard this one
Dutch: I'm from where niggas get killed for running they mouth I'm from where niggas get they weight up in front of they house Cop coke strap it to the
chased off ya' land By a funny looking man in a suit that works for the bank Drama is what's happening to the ecosystem And the animals it feeds, from
a hot head, swing a rock in a sock net Cop the Swisher from Achmed, let the glock spread Put you in a box dead, carnivore, half animal Acupuncture treatments from
Come back to the streets, yea (x3) Chamillionaire Even when i'm not there and i'm here like air (Keep sayin my name) Fresh off the plane from Spain
you awkwardly breathin From all the second hand smoke Nigga, you a square Lit you at the tip, blow it in the air We don't play fair And that's a fact Separate the people from
be god damned if I throw it in the air Like I didn't care And I must say it's is no way nowhere There's no pocket full of cash too be thrown in tha air
began to shoot And I was tough and on my body: a slick silk suit On my feet there was argyle socks And a fresh pair of Ballys from the Bally shop I showed
s the body rock, here's the ticket to my clock It's the flips, but keep your jaws on your hips From back in the days I used to air it to the hits Earn
do the freak spank and you do the bump An When a sucka MCs tryin to prove a point They trust this trio and wit a serious joint And from sun to sun and from
a nigga who den sold cane I put the purple in the air like soul plane Rap niggas thinkin like damn, What kinda lane he in Switch the black card from plastic
s relay I'm magnet for the chicks, it?s ea-say Please believe me, I like girls from Georgia (Yes!) From Philly (Yes!), from Florida (Yes!) D.C., V.A.,
Leaves Just Scatter Where The Timb Laces Get Tighter And Parka Hoods Flip Up Drugs Dealers Standin And They Parka Hoods Slip Up Where Girls Become Exes From