[Spoken intro] Brothers and sisters, are you ready to dance at the prom? This is passion, this is the one, and every time you listen to this song you
: [Spoken intro] Brothers and sisters, are you ready to dance at the prom? This is passion, this is the one, and every time you listen to this song
(feat. Don Parmazhane, The Blob) [Intro: The Blob] Yo, Afu, what's up man It is I, Blob, hehehehe The invisible bully, let's show These cats what time
me) So what up? Yo, put ya stamp on it, stamp on it [Verse 2: Talib Kweli (Akrobatik)] Yo, live at your stereo, your hero get dinero though I have the
lead yuh fi lead Hook pon drugs now school you leave Carnival inna house wid your boyfriend Steve Pull mi heart from through mislead Fifteen year old I can't believe [Verse 2:] Your
Oh) I Am The Gangster Capo Cashis Creek The Gentleman, Swag On Them (Ha-Ha) Put Your Hands Up, Now Put Your Hands Up (Yeah Man) What Up A-Town (We Worth
big bear? He don't care They say he hold nigga's fruit like pear, pussy come here Let me whisper in your ear, I make your click disappear I play the wizard
[Intro: Buddha Monk] Another Frank B. production, huh? I miss them days... oh, oh, oh, oh, you know what? I miss them days, days I miss them days, days
cars with the gator skin in 'em Now I got pretty women all around the world If I been in your city probably pound your girl Had her stretched out swimmin
[Intro:] Yea, the life of the world Let me share somethin' witchu What does not die that'll eternally thrives the free minds That's who you know you'
[Intro:] Do it do it Do it do it Do it do it Ain't got to tell you I'm the truest (Truest Truest) You better tell them i'm the truest (Truest Truest)
open up my wallet and it start illuminating Do your damage do it talk your talk and mutilate me Money talks, me and Ben always communicating I know your
'm lookin' for 'em] Cause we don't bow down to no zeros And I'll say - fuck you and your heroes!! [Chorus] (I'll snap your red-assed neck you motherfuckin
's game, to bounce off my losses So I can earn the acres (uhh) the houses (yeah) the horses (huh) Of course it's much greater than your Benx or your Lex
up and pop ya You exercise your choppers really, choo choo choo You exercise your choppers off some brand new news Your molars bite, your canines tear
in your tears (Punk you better raise your ass up out this car) (Come off the car punk 'fore your ass gets blast) And never was your fault that your shit