it now try this automatic kind of dance try this now I know you know you can pump it up and feel it all around play it louder, play it now try this automatic
mere c'mere, turn the lights out (I got somethin too Son, that's how we do) Turn the lights out, c'mon through *sounds of clips and an automatic being
you wishin' you were never born! [Chorus x2] Can you feel the bass thumpin'? Let me ask you somethin' Have you ever had a beat like this bump in your
(feat. E Money Bags, Kool G. Rap) [Nature Talking] Yeah I got alot of fuckin' friends in this World man, but I don't think this nigga right here is
rapid delivery is automatic Lettin' niggaz have it I been labeled as a thug nigga Since they dont sell my shit to white folks Ship it to the drug dealers
ship wit rats Pirates for the bounty wit nuthin but killas around me Premium connesoiur professional specialist Expert of bloody war I'm sure to the death of this
and worthless but you ain?t certain If you ready to die and leave this earth?s surface then cross over And see what?s on the side of this life?s curtain
, we're a sinking ship Going down together, doing down on each other Deliriously Nowhere, Going nowhere, going nowhere Nowhere fast Lightning fast You and I got us nothing to give, wasted time and a mental drip automatic
, I talk back, ain't no need to explain Y'all know my name Y'all know who this is rappin' over this steel trap Y'all know it's the man wit the slang Use
Im on my way, im on my way, so i was like im on my way, im on my way okay i hop out dat bed turn my swag on, automatic key so i turn my jag on, seat
And for example, we swift this, lifted up on luck And for complexion like brass and brown skin We of this, built this with South, Boogie Down Bronx Ask
with silicon brains, sinthetic, All faces are strange, pathetic, check the eyes, A man can't even recognise his family, I blame it on humanity, for this
and cause havoc My rapid delivery, is automatic lettin? niggaz have it I've been labeled as a thug nigga Since they don't sell my shit to white folks Ship
shifting get swift on analog sounds, pounds of rocket tars Microchips incredible antibiotic medicine, better than octo Although created by the master genius You seen this
be sort of like a smack of Jackie Chan I pop the funky gun of hip hop, I hop with hips Droppin battle ships I put the automatic clips up into my lips
Die Outlaw for life Thug it out. [N.A.R.D. - Do or Die] It's a ship it up yo flip You see them dogs in me Automatic static Outlaws call on me You see
steering wheel, passenger's a duffel bag Hundred in the Louis, don't confuse me with that other cat Engine in the trunk jack, push it like a super pack Automatic
(nature talking) yeah I got alot of fuckin' friends in this world man, But I don't think this nigga right here is my fuckin' friend, I heard Alot of shit