Chorus You can?t rap my friend you?re white and you?re from Fulham Please put down the mic there?s no way you can fool them Don?t be stupid you wont
: Chorus You can?t rap my friend you?re white and you?re from Fulham Please put down the mic there?s no way you can fool them Don?t be stupid you
it you, or you, or you, or you, or him But I'm like a tree and every lyric is a limb You throw it on the turntable, very unstable But you gamble because you
[Verse 1:] UHHH! I'm elevated I floatin on Cloud Nine times outta ten you can find with a cup in my aid Filled to the rim with oil (illuminated oil)
to you, either hang on or stroll on! (My man ain't got no time for no motherfuckin' woman!) If that's what you want, you're shit out of luck I'm out
that new retarded shit New slang, new thought, new sound Who's heart you thought you had? You clown, you don't, you drown I won't dumb it down, I'm dumbing
pain It was you in my corner, through the heat and the rain Can't call one time, you didn't make me smile Took a fall in the Penn, boy you fed my child
up in a candy world Lemonhead drops in the candy world My style be somethin like the candy Kit You can get a cavity if you bitin it Because you know
And then you're face got weird! [Chorus:] I don't wanna be, I service you with a smirk, I don't wanna be, show you the way like a fly! I don't wanna be, you
I don't think you understand My brain goes deep like Janet Jackson Porno action, so you can get my vibe like Toni Braxton With the ass on the cover You
] [KRS-One] Breath control.. here's an example I appeal, to the +Criminal Minded+ You can't find it, boy you're still blinded Why don't you open your
There's always somebody talkin 'bout you owe 'em I made not a dollar, you didn't sell nada Niggaz ain't even grateful that we let y'all ride You better
that ckun wit the tongue Like the double X ward. talking out the neck like we wouldn't push forward. we murdered you niggas and rap suckas while you
Main Source, then you know my man K-Cut And him and Simon is going to show you what's up [K-Cut scratches] I can't forget the other man on the scratches
he leak my shit You don't wanna sign him bitch then eat my shit Drink my piss, you could never compete like this I'ma give you an example how deep I get
