Testi:
No Use For A Name Count Down

-ly I smoke a joint and hit the mic the rest is history Aceyalone, but you can call me Acey I'm a real O.G. like Count Basie Hook up the recipe so nice

like good will handin' out mics we catchin us a bum rap My fam doesn't own a 7-11 We hold down the bar with the southern and 7 For heaven sakes, been

to fit in Up and down the coast can't count the spots I've been in Put'cha bid in Chours [Black Rob] I hit a ??? if my name was Teddy Bender hot beats

diamonds, round diamonds, been down for a while but I'm still shining tried to cop that Bentley Coupe with the suede lining but it's a 6-0-8, same color

a potna got a plan fo' some dough and if you're down you can pick up yourself a pretty penny. Be in town in a minute now be sho' if you're wit' it." [

with my horse You dead as a corpse Forget it Rhymes without ending With infinite lyrics Fools you do get abused like broads In a battle for truth with

of ya'll taking that off for me? (Which one of ya'll?) Tell me. [Verse 2:] Come here, come here walk for me. (Walk for me) Let me see what they be

rippin it like a ligament Gimme a light a Bud Light, and shit'll get lit just like a cigarette I'm a b-boy so don't test me, many rappers don't impress

ran trizz with JFK on Marilyn Monroe...Oh [Chorus] - scratching "Blow the spot with some old school shit" - Rah Digga on Talib Kweli's "Down For The Count