I'm just a simple man, all i want is life's gold,but i never wanna leave, not until my life's told. Through a pen and a pad i write ministries, frustration
I don't catch props I'm the Ak I tear that ass out the frame like a benzie box You know the rules if you ain't ruff Stay on the hush and get played
2 drivin a Fleetwood Brougham Through a Wendy's drivethrough, orderin spicy chicken With Christmas bags with easy pickings, with Captain Kirk shirts Watchin MC
game for ransom So hush, cause I can hear you Even when your thinking that no bodys near you ?Cause mc kwes is your area just like I told you You said
tight like a kite string All right, let's hear it for contestant number one What's your name sir? Yo, MC famous, the killer Okay Mr. Anus Driller, you
like biscuits But it gets hard like bitches nipples My shit goes hard room, feet in the toilet, won't flush Niggas think they fucking with Lynch, nigga don't hush
and west of Pittsbrug That points, they don't know you 'til you resting in dirt If resting is sure, a loser isn't sexiness So make me the deadliest, MC
C. and west of Pittsbrug That points, they don't know you 'til you resting in dirt If resting is sure, a loser isn't sexiness So make me the deadliest, MC
What? What? Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh [Samples MC Lytes "Shut The Eff Up (Hoe)"] I ain't the broad you want to curse out Rip what's in the purse out Oh yeah
this, this picked me I weren't your average pickney So many young boys wanna mc Oh lord I don't know why you picked me They wanna prick me, tryna hush
way I catch wreck on my plantation paranormal illa sub human-being's what you're facing mentally blazin' with my squadron as we take turns givin' mc's
shaft of his pops' wood Yes I'm (good!) Yo he shouted and he plopped into the uterus And they knew this about me; was gonna be a dope MC When I get on
timer of women that are three times a lady May Sadie say Sade and may Ms. Goldberg say "Yo Whoopie, there it is." Call me E cause I equal MC squared In
With the (?), that thing's for your heiny (BLAOW!) So meet the genuine, keep it on the hush hush That slow flow ain't the only way I crush I break it
my jock, a G for padium MC's that are down please stay down.. CRAIG MACK FOR PRESIDENT! Fuck around My nature's to hate ya, my style of MC'in to dust
were left hollow Wit low self-esteem but it seems that all my dreams got crushed But y'all niggas kept it on the hush So why y'all frontin on the South
that shit, though. Less you come to my city, ya know what'm sayin? See where we live, cause we shine [Chorus: x2] [Hush] MC's put Detroit up in they
puzzle The Mowf of Danger, I should wear a muzzle There are no constraints that can Silence this Lamb I am, a menace to the MC society, quietly.. hush
