He has done great things for me Great things, great things He has done great things for me He has made a way for me Made a way, made a way He has made
If anybody asks you.... where I am going... where I am going... soon... so if you wanna know... where i am going... where i am going... real..soon...
Get Out It Hear Me Out Kids Cant Live With Out And It Aint Nothing You Can Do Bout It Learn How To Bounce And Get Out It And Now Answer Me This. [Chorus
glocks and tecs And got you feeling hesitant to step on stage and represent It's your complex that rips and wrecks your confidence Creates paranoias inside
personally to your villa steps like Versace More Colt 45's than Billy Dee, collecting disability I'll shoot out with Bill & Hillary, still won't run out
it at the Pope if he claimin he sellin the most dope My Jersey blocks is locked tighter than prisoners hold soap And listeners where we vote out ya CD
take beef personally to your villa steps like Versace More Colt 45's than Billy Dee, collecting disability I'll shoot out with Bill & Hillary, still won't run out
ones actin' like they bigger Soft rappin' suckers, MC Hammer type niggas I don't give a fuck about em' puttin' em' in check Just like rotten inside,
Smith You wanna hit? (You wanna hit?) Uhh, gimme an hour plus a pen and a pad Yo... I'm here to make a dollar out of fifteen cents And let my balls
up sheisters (?) with my cyanide Watch me go inside, please give me room, yo step aside, HA! Those who commit the ultimate crimes Bitches run around like snitches out
way [Verse 3: Treach] Wuz up to all you MC cub scouts Grub scouts gettin rubbed out I'll bet'cha kept ya album froze til this came out Hittin ideas
(feat. MC Hammer) [talking: MC Hammer] Our Father, which art in heaven Hallowed be thy Name Thy kingdom come, thy will be done On earth, as it is in
clean Bitch I'm MC hammer.. I'm about cream I got 30 cars, hole lot of dancers I take them everywhere.. I'm MC Hammer Started selling dough, I'm too legit
and simply dance on niggas like y'all Trample niggas like y'all Make examples outta niggas like y'all Grit their teeth and cock the hammer up inside the
Rap, KRS-One) [Big Daddy Kane] Uh uh.. what? Uh-huh Just put it down baby What? Uh, yo, yo.. Somebody let the lion out the den, I come flyin out to
, cut 'em wit glass Yeeeeeah!, it can be who? Sheek the mc Spit hard, the mc, in the yard, the mc I eat dictionaries and spit out little pieces of paper
daddy [Sheek Louch] A'yo, y'all niggaz can't fuck with me, my flow's nuclear Fuck for the month I want the verse of the year I straighten shit out, you
curse, two dead lee like Brandon and Bruce MC's kick a verse, then I hand them a noose cause either way, once you run out of breath, it's certain death
