Testi:
Ma E Another Story To Tell

this shit I'm 'bout to tell you Myse Is a true story, Puff know the bitch, Uh, Yo [Mase] You know I don't wanna come across foul I'm only telling you

ain't snappin cause you wicked crushed and I'ma get 'em, I could tell her (tell her) Fall dash rapper when you tell 'em bust, he can even spit the a cappella

, for you, and what's good, for the struggle Well before you sellout, The Coup wants to tell you a lil' story E-Roc, kick it [E-Roc] Pressure, is gettin

[Chorus: All] I'm not, your, Typical American I'm not, your, Typical American [OaTie Kato] Tell me whose is whose, tell me who is on the microphone

em do them They gonna start shootin, I'ma make sure they take ya new rims I'm making it all on zoom lens and tell a story With a body in my trunk like

moan I bet you dream about fuckin when you be all alone But now I'm with ya, unleash emotions of ecstacy Cause you with the old school P E R V E R T [

Another rolled-over casket, tisket, a tasket This ain't no thanks to the pussy-ass bastard Easy for another man to laugh at his face Like I said, his head to bed, another

tight ill, plus I get slight chills when I write wills. Tired of looking at these ugly niggaz with ice grills. No telling what I might feel about my glory. Two sides to every story

'all ain't snappin cause you wicked crushed and I'ma get 'em, I could tell her (tell her) Fall dash rapper when you tell 'em bust, he can even spit the