that'll work Lemme hit that weed, that'll work Nigga hit that drank, that'll work Nigga move them seeds, that'll work Take them out that dank, that'll
man now Hey that's cool whatever I understand how you get lonely yo Busdriver told that on the other tour you came to his show with some homie Hey that
You wanna battle me? I insist that we Toss up a coin - head's up, now let's kick off The Hip-Hop Superbowl, see who'll get picked off Not me, I'ma win
David I teach niggaz sign language, that ain't def son *click* *click* you heard that? That mean RUN Ask around, I ain't the one you wanna stun on, pa
t them beats you record Sounding like my girl's cat when it walks across my keyboard You ain't different, you just can't work your equipment Now don't come back with that
Boogie] I could tell you wanna grab the mic because you're thirsty Hoping you gonna get some shine but you're not worthy Let me hear you make some noise
and I'll bring the satire No prob, I'll play the part of doorknob and make it look So good you're gonna wish that it was your job [Chorus] [Verse 3
this, like in astrology they knowledge me That's cause I'm God, but don't look too hard in the sun cause you might get done My number's seven, that's
in 10 minutes Now that's some shit! You think that's fast? Nah That's faster than you think, by the time you blink, the whole Universe shrinks We'll
thats funny is that flashy shirt you rock" He said "What!" nothing You ain't supporting fuck conversation I won't Interupt your perpetrating You ain't
't nobody tryna pass off [Doap Nixon:] So anything that'll make 'em cough [Good Money:] Put it in a glass jar [Doap Nixon:] Yo that rock work move like
t cha' know [B-Legit] Why don't cha' get up on this mic And spit some of that ol' gangsta shit back at em' man, would ya [Verse 2] I'm on the last nickels
s get it on, mic's get blown when you step into my zone Heads get flown for tryin to clone I take that, now you got wanna go on so go on, play your part
bunch of criminals Street gunner, Venom strike like thunder This some shit that'll stop your hunger Ready for war, like me let you get a taste of the
Pull her. Motorhead: It's that what I play? That's my part. Don: That's your part. Motorhead: Oh, that A . . . Don: And this is a new concept. Motorhead
Dats wats happenin nigga. [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Ey mane you wanna rock gucci then that means you wanna die, Soon as you shop wit Shawty Lo, tell me what you wanna