• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Certified - Usher
• Certified - Lloyd
• Certified - Chris Webby
• Certified - Mc Lars
• Certified - Benediction
• Certified - 702
• Certified - Monrose
• Certified - MC Lars Horris
• Certified - Guru Featuring Bilal, Jay Dee
• Certified - James Cotton
• Certified - Mysonne
• Crosstown G (Damon G Diss) - Certified
• Let My Trunk Beat - Certified
• Certified - K-rino
• Certified - Glasses Malone

You been staring thru the mirror eyes all nite jus because there young dnt mean that we can change the sides see all the chicks will never sense to catch your eyes body language sing that song dont get caught lyin
im certified certified certified im certified keep it close dnt lose me baby im certified certified certified im certified forreal? do you think im 100 percent ohh ooo ooo yeah im...ii know what you need baby do you im 100 percent now that i got it right here ohh oooo
hey girl im usher and im sorry to keep you waiting ohhh when you hug me you smell good got sumthing to tell you later im later you know im...
chorus x2
been dreaming all for you once heaven shows and the angels bloom sooner right away things and ima ask her now but im dreaming again which leads me to now ohhh what i got to do to you i bet you can do it to

Wooh,
Im Lovin How You Twerk,
Im Lovin How You Do,
Im Lovin What You Own,
Im So Grown ? Over You,
Now Dont Quote Me Yet,
But Girl I Think You Might,
Be Someone For Me,
In The Day And In The Night
O0o0o0oh
Please Believe I Aint The Type
To Sweat Ya Clothes,
But What's On My Mind,
I Gotta Let Ya Know.
That Im Thinkin Of Steppin To Ya
And If I Do Better I'll Move Ya
I Aint Ya Typical Man
Girl Understand
Im Diggin You (And I Aint Trynta Run No Game)
Cuz Im Into You (You Should Know Me By My Name)
And I Aint Never Gonna Lie,
Cuz I Dont Really Gotta, Baby
Im Certified (Please Believe)
And Im Cocky Wit It (Baby I Dont Mean No Harm)
But I Gots To Get It (Cuz Ya Wit And Ya Charm)
Got Me On Something Else,
Baby You Know The Rest.
Im Certified.
Now If I Was To Say,
You Make Me Wanna Sing,
Would You Understand
What A Nigga Really Means...
Is That Ya Lil Body
Is Rockin Like A Beat,
And I Gotta Rhythm
That I Bet You Can Freak
Listen To Me.
Please Believe I Aint The Type
To Sweat Ya Clothes (Oh Yeah)
But What's On My Mind,
I Gotta Let Ya Know.
That Im Thinkin Bout Steppin To Ya
And If I Do Better I'll Move Ya
I Aint Ya Typical Man
Baby Understand
Im Diggin You (And I Aint Gotta Run No Game)
Cuz Im Into You (You Should Know Me By My Name)
And I Aint Never Gonna Lie,
Cuz I Dont Really Gotta, Baby
Im Certified (Please Believe)
And Im Cocky Wit It (Baby I Dont Mean No Harm)
But I Gots To Get It (Cuz Ya Wit And Ya Charm)
Got Me On Something Else,
Baby You Know The Rest (Yeah, Yeah)
Im Certified (Yeah, Oh, Woooh)
Im Certified,
Qualified-
By My Dollar Signs
I Like To Get It Up,
Live It Up,
What's Ya Prada Size?
Now Usually I Dont Do This
But Boo U Got Me Choosin
My Navigation Get Me There,
Lets Go Somewhere Exclusive
You Flip Booze
Or You Can
Moulin Rouge Me Or You Can
Keep It Real, We Chill
And Watch A Scary Movie
I Been Around The World
So I Can Turn Ya Onto Something
Keep Doing What Ya Doin
Girl, Girl Ya Onto Something
Im Diggin You (And I Aint Trynta Run No Game)
Cuz Im Into You (You Should Know Me By My Name)
And I Aint Never Gonna Lie,
Cuz I Dont Really Gotta, Baby
Im Certified (Please Believe)
And Im Cocky Wit It (Baby I Dont Mean No Harm)
But I Gots To Get It (Cuz Ya Wit And Ya Charm)
Got Me On Something Else, Baby You Know The Rest.
Im Certified.
Im Diggin You (Girl I Aint Trynta Run No Game)
Cuz Im Into You (And Ya Should Know Me By My Name)
And I Aint Never Gonna Lie,
Cuz I Dont Really Gotta, Baby (Ooh)
Im Certified (Please Believe, Please Believe)
And Im Cocky Wit It (Betta Ask Somebody)
But I Gots To Get It (Everything About Youuu)
Got Me On Something Else,
Baby You Know The Rest (Heey)
Im Certified (Yeah Yeah Yeah)
So Open Up Ya Mind,
Lemme Come Inside
Girl Love And Satisfy (Sexify?) Me,
Girl Im Certified
So Certified Girl,
So Certified Girl,
Oh Yeah
Alriiiiiight
Ride, Ride, Hey

I don't have a Master's or Bachelor's, just a certificate sayin' "Certified Rapper", fresh, fly, and dapper
Cracker with cheese, and Connecticut steez, bitch I'm cooler than a summertime breeze, hoe please
In my jeans two cahones you better respect, you couldn't get me with a net I'm the deadliest catch
The record labels ever seen, lettin' off steam, sippin' lean, American jumpin' bean
I'm a fiend for the opposite sex, when I put your feet up by your neck, baby make us both sweat
Yes, I'm a damn dog like a Labrador, everyday I'm baggin' whores, fuck you think I'm rappin' for?
And so what I be comin' out of Connecticut? I'm sick of rappers gettin' big with no prerequisites
I be certified check the rap sheet, while other kids were math geeks and athletes, I was a rap freak
'Cause you know that I'm about to get it poppin' no start button for you, there's no option
Sippin' a concoction, I'm no boy from Boston, the tristates ridin' with me, and stay rockin'
Never spit a flow that you won't feel, givin' you the news, fuckin' April O'Neill
Got a Casey Jones flow, baby you can never doubt me, ten foot dick, balls bigger than Lebowski
[Chorus:]
Bitch I'm certified whatchu think about that? Cause' half these cats nowadays can't even rap
Baby I be certified, this is just a fact, freestyle, written, whatever it's all crack.
Baby I be certified, goin' to the top, cause' I can actually spit this ain't no pop
Baby I be certified, make the crowd rock and do it all out of my love for this hip hop
Baby I be certified
Be certified, yes I be certified so if you comin' with the beef, then I'll be servin' fries
Murder guys with the style I run, from here to kingdom come and then some son (what?)
Professor Plum with the candle stick, killin' beats yo I'm on my Charles Manson shit
Hardcore, yo they softer than the Hanson clique, get buns everyday another random chick
Got my own lingo, never understanding others, roll deep with a muthafuckin' band of brothers
So flawless you'll be thinkin' "Uh, can he stutter? ", nah not this slick-tongued panty-stuffer
You'd think Einstein lived in my house, get brains all day cause that's what wisdom's about
Summer Sanders sucked my dick until I Figured It Out, and then I sent her back to Nick with my kids in her mouth
'Cause you know I get it done d-d-done-d-done over any beat, just give me any one w-w-one-w-one
With styles vicious got you wanna fuckin' run-r-run, cause there's a lot of money, all I want is suh-s-suh-s-suh-s-suh-s-some
And I'm back-b-back givin' hip hop somethin' that it lack-l-lacks, a little creativity up on the tra-tr-track
Webby's certified no debatin' that-th-that-th-that-th-that
[Chorus]

I spot an active drowning victim form a mile away,
I save old men in seas like Hemmingway.
The swimming pool not taken?
Watch out for Frost,
don’t get busted like Milton,
or paradise will be lost.
It’s like that, and that’s the way it is.
Don’t Run-DMC, walk like the other kids.
And if you get in trouble, I use a contact dive,
I extent my rescue tube to keep you alive.
If you’re submerged, I’ll dive feet first,
and bring you to a backboard, never to a hearse.
Because DOA victims are for amateurs,
I do it my safe way, you do it yours,
like Raley’s or Lucky’s or Albertsons.
Did the victim hurt his neck? I’m going in.
I support your chin, airway and spine,
with my head-splint technique everything is fine.
My EAP is CPR after those rescue breaths,
then I’ll check your airway for respiratory arrest.
Then it’s sweep, ventilation, and abdominal thrusts,
I get the pool toy out I can, will, and must.
Prepared for emergencies I’ve got my life together,
and understand my job keeps you alive like Eddie
Vedder.
If you’re a stressed-out mom
who keeps her children fettered,
your kids are safe today, see, no lifeguard is better.
Ten times as reliable mature and fitter
than your average lifeguard as a water babysitter,
Betsy Weeks trained me well at Roble Gym,
and I’m slamming into swim safety, not a Slim Jim.
CHORUS
Lifeguarding at the pool, lake, or the sea,
I keep both eyes on your progeny.
The Red Cross has got my back like 1-2-3,
because I’m C-E-R-T-F-I-E-D.
And when I act it’s with informed consent,
if you won’t cooperate, I circumvent
and call the cops, best recognize
it’s not wise to distract me as I scrutinize
the pool, it’s called scanning, best take a hint
and shut your mouth, you don’t matter like lint.
Larry Flint might argue that your
voice means nothing, but I be like Bush
and say for safety it means nothing.
I’m disciplined and talented at what I do,
and hope to say the same for my lifeguard crew,
because unlike the Insane Clown Posse,
we practice our skills repeatedly
and don’t cash in on tentative integrity
or fire dope producers for more money.
Wait, what, where was I?
I guess I got side-tracked
dissing Detroit high school drop-outs
with new albums that are whack.
Back on track, here’s the point:
I’m safe like “what!”
Making sure the chemical room door’s always shut.
See that gardener’s dirty trowel?
Well, I don’t. I’m too busy making
sure your kids stay afloat.
And see that dude who kind of looks like Shrek,
but imported like badly dubbed French Star Trek?
Nope, I double check
the bubble trek from your kid’s lungs.
The shovel speck or
smuggled Shrek distract no one
like me, I don’t notice, no, just your kids.
But did I see that kid run? Oh yes I did!
Peripherally, so I’m a lay the smack down
and turn their smiles into one collective frown.
“Hey kids, stop running! You know the rule!”
Yes I’m a tool from lifeguard school
but safety is cool here at the pool,
and trust me on the sunscreen, don’t be a fool.

(2:30)
Release me
Erupting
Break out from the Bleakhouse
Fractured mind
Four in one, my storm
Escape my fantasies
Hollow hear of my disease
Angered psychopath unbound
Control my mind's common ground
I'm avenging a hurt
Damn the worms within my brain
Causing me to suffer pain
Mental imagery imposed
My psyche's falling... down
I'm avenging a hurt
Pulsing along channels
Alive with phantom humming
Sweting like a rapist
I cannot avoid becoming
Too much reality in my make believe mind
I am dead, but the four live... on
See blood everywhere
Can't control our vision
Forever we're the Ghoul
Eternal mental prison

here we go again,
your about to cry, i a'm about to listen to
another n*!&az; lies.
everytime you call you want good advice,
everytime you ask i tell you everythings alright.
first you let it go,
gave him one more chance
this time makes number three, it's a different circumstance,
women on the side, baby mamma's too, this time i can't hold back
i think he's running game on you
(chorus) if you don't know where your man is
and he's left you home with both of your kids
girl your man's a hoe
a player
a certified hoe, (hoe,hoe,hoe)
if he can't call home to explain
and all of a sudden everything has changed
girl your man's a hoe
a player
a certified hoe.
you say your man get's off from work at nine
so why'd he turn his cell phone off til one o'clock at night
i'm try'ner tell you like a friend
that if you think you smell fish, you do girlfriend (he's been cheating on you)
don't take a blind amn to see
that your just holding on for what you wish that this could be
but see, everyman's got his own set of rule,
lines that he won't cross if he's being true to you (ooh, ooh)
(chorus) if you don't know where your man is
and he left you home with both of your kids
girl your man's a hoe
a player
a certified hoe (hoe, hoe, hoe)
if he can't call home to explain (why why)
and all of a sudden everything has changed
girl your man's a hoe
a player
a certified hoe.
(and i don't wanna)
bridge: see i don't to come across
like i'm coming down on all of my players
but if you got a family, waiting at home,
you should be there, you should be there.
this goes out to all of my ladies and the fella's, waiting for someone
they love to come home.
if their not there, and they should be there
then it's certified,(certified)
he's a certified hoe (hoe ooh, ooh)
(chorus)
if you don't know where your man is
and he left you home with both of your kids
girl your man's a hoe
a player
a certified hoe (hoe, hoe, hoe)
if he can't call home to explain
and all of a sudden everything has changed
girl your man's a hoe
a player
a certified hoe
repeat chorus until end (and ad libs)

Boy heat up! heat up! heat up for me
Please heat up! heat up! heat it! heat it up for me
Boy heat up! heat up! heat up for me
My bodys trembling
Pulse is racing
My heart is pounding
Beating so hard
Like an alarm set off
Inside of me
Can't hear the siren cause it silent
But eyes
Always give away the signs
I hope you're
Reading them correctly
Let me be the moth
To your fire
I wanne get so lost inside your arms
Tonight
Please heat up! heat up! heat up
Fulfill my desires
Take my hand
We'll walk into the sun
Together
Please Heat it up! Heat it up! Heat it up for me
Tonight it's all in your favor
I'll sweat till I
Drip my make up
Work over time
I'll stamp you certified! certified!
Tonight imma keep your weight up
I'll be your personal trainer
Work over time
I'll stamp you certified! certified!
My body's raining like a
Tropical storm
And baby you're the cause
So catch me now
Because I'm feeling weak
Getting more sensetive with
Every second
One touch
Will fly me to heaven
To the stars another galaxy
Let me be the moth
To your fire
I wanne get so lost inside your arms
Tonight
Please heat up! heat up! heat up
Fulfill my desires
Take my hand
We'll walk into the sun
Together
Please Heat it up! Heat it up! Heat it up for me
Tonight it's all in your favor
I'll sweat till I
Drip my make up
Work over time
I'll stamp you certified! certified!
Tonight imma keep your weight up
I'll be your personal trainer
Work over time
I'll stamp you certified! certified!
I want you to explore my fortress
Dimonds are forever
I got plenty in my treasure chest! chest! yes!
You can stop the draft with your warmness
Jackpot is yours
There's no need for you to place any bets! bets!
Let me be the moth
To your fire
I wanne get so lost inside your arms
Tonight
Please heat up! heat up! heat up
Fulfill my desires
Take my hand
We'll walk into the sun
Together
Please Heat it up! Heat it up! Heat it up for me
Tonight it's all in your favor
I'll sweat till I
Drip my make up
Work over time
I'll stamp you certified! certified!
Tonight imma keep your weight up
I'll be your personal trainer
Work over time
I'll stamp you certified! certified!
Boy heat up! heat up! heat up for me
Please heat up! heat up! heat it! heat it up for me
Boy heat up! heat up! heat up for me

I spot an active drowning victim from a mile away.
I save old men in seas like Hemmingway.
The swimming pool not taken? Watch out for Frost,
Don't get busted like Milton, or Paradise will be lost.
It's like that, and that's the way it is.
Don't Run, DMC, walk like the other kids.
And if you get in trouble, I use a contact dive,
I extent my rescue tube to keep you alive.
If you're submerged, I'll dive feet first,
And bring you to a backboard, never to a hearse.
Because DOA victims are for amateurs,
I do it my safe way, you do it yours,
Like Raley's or Lucky's or Albertson's.
Did the victim hurt his neck? I'm going in.
I support your chin, airway and spine,
With my head-splint technique everything is fine.
My EAP is CPR after those rescue breaths,
Then I'll check your airway for respiratory arrest.
Then it's sweep, ventilation, and abdominal thrusts,
I get the pool toy out I can, will, and must.
Prepared for emergencies I've got my life together,
And understand my job keeps you alive like Eddie Vedder.
If you're a stressed-out mom who keeps her children fettered,
Your kids are safe today, see, no lifeguard is better.
Ten times as reliable mature and fitter
Than your average lifeguard as a water babysitter,
Betsy Weeks trained me well at Roble Gym,
And I'm slamming into swim safety, not a Slim Jim.
Lifeguarding at the pool, lake, or the sea,
I keep both eyes on your progeny.
The Red Cross has got my back like 1-2-3,
Because I'm C-E-R-T-I-F-I-E-D.
Lifeguarding at the pool, lake, or the sea,
I keep both eyes on your progeny.
The Red Cross has got my back like 1-2-3,
Because I'm C-E-R-T-I-F-I-E-D.
Lifeguarding at the pool, lake, or the sea,
I keep both eyes on your progeny.
The Red Cross has got my back like 1-2-3,
Because I'm C-E-R-T-I-F-I-E-D.
Lifeguarding at the pool, lake, or the sea,
I keep both eyes on your progeny.
The Red Cross has got my back like 1-2-3,
Because I'm C-E-R-T-I-F-I-E-D.
And when I act it's with informed consent,
If you won't cooperate, I circumvent
And call the cops, best recognize.
It's not wise to distract me as I scrutinize
The pool, it's called scanning, best take a hint
And shut your mouth. You don't matter, like lint.
Larry Flint might argue that your voice means something,
But I be like Bush and say for safety it means nothing.
I'm disciplined and talented at what I do,
And hope to say the same for my lifeguard crew,
Because unlike the Insane Clown Posse,
We practice our skills repeatedly.
And don't cash in on tentative integrity
Or fire dope producers for more money.
Wait, what, where was I? I guess I got side-tracked
Dissing Detroit high school drop-outs with new albums that are whack.
Back on track, here's the point: I'm safe like "what!"
Making sure the chemical room door's always shut.
See that gardener's dirty trowel? Well, I don't.
I'm too busy making sure your kids stay afloat.
And see that dude who kind of looks like Shrek,
But imported like badly dubbed French Star Trek?
Nope, I double check the bubble trek from your kid's lungs.
The shovel speck or smuggled Shrek distract no one
Like me; I don't notice, no, just your kids.
But did I see that kid run? Oh yes I did!
Peripherally, so I'm a lay the smack down
And turn their smiles into one collective frown.
"Hey kids, stop running! You know the rule!"
Yes I'm a tool from lifeguard school,
But safety is cool here at the pool,
And trust me on the sunscreen, don't be a fool.
Lifeguarding at the pool, lake, or the sea,
I keep both eyes on your progeny.
The Red Cross has got my back like 1-2-3,
Because I'm C-E-R-T-I-F-I-E-D.
Lifeguarding at the pool, lake, or the sea,
I keep both eyes on your progeny.
The Red Cross has got my back like 1-2-3,
Because I'm C-E-R-T-I-F-I-E-D.
Lifeguarding at the pool, lake, or the sea,
I keep both eyes on your progeny.
The Red Cross has got my back like 1-2-3,
Because I'm C-E-R-T-I-F-I-E-D.
Lifeguarding at the pool, lake, or the sea,
I keep both eyes on your progeny.
The Red Cross has got my back like 1-2-3,

[Guru]
Niggaz gotta know we've puttin it down
This shit is certified right here (whoo yes, yes)
No games with this right here
Straight to the di-dome, like this (uhh, uhh)
[Chorus: Bilal]
This right here, has been cer-ti-fied,
for years.. ahhhahhh-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
He's got soul up in his blueprint, and he's ready to vocalize
So we, passin the mic your way, come on testify..
[Guru]
Prepare each element with raw street intelligence
Dig the soul this is, complete elegance
Heartbeat delegates when I spit each melon's hit
Like to build ill like, repeat felons get
Plus I'm jazzy and like to dress to impress
It's the baldhead buddha, with the mic caress
And I might suggest, that you broaden your mind
You spend a lot of your time dancin to fraudulent rhymes
Like a breath of fresh air we gonna, change the pace
Not a mental slave, so save the angry face
It's the return of the mellow voiced maestro, and my flow
eliminates the comp like Geico,
Insurance - just for your body's endurance
You get more for your money, or your partyin purest
So don't start to get nervous now that we up in the spot
We've been certified for years, you gonna love it a lot
[Chorus]
[Jay Dee]
Who, me? That nigga Jay, Dee (Jay Dee)
Some plod to beats that I, flow to
Run men through, with Gu-ru (Guru)
As for me, I be the nigga that's tight
you got to seeeeeeee
in order for you, to believeeeeeee
Singin these words, with easeeeee
Talkin bout, boom - a-shaka-laka
-a-laka-laka-BOOM!
Roll the weed and lose the seeds asshole
You can breathe three-hundred-and-sixty degrees
of HEAT, sing with the soul
Straight from the streets, of Illadelph
Move your feet - ahh-HAH, pimp shit
(It's that pimp shit) Big whips with full clips
Got mad chicks, on my dick
ridin by, so say it loud, in your face!
[Chorus]
[Guru]
Soulful
Tinted window whips, lots of chicks lots of chips
Anything ain't right then the brother's gotta flip
or skinnydip, after a sip of Cognac rap
Any wack wimp with whiskers, I bomb that cat
Alarm that cat, that when we slide through abide to
the rules that's been laid down by (?) true like bibles
I'm liable, to come through, seven deep with Wizzies
and ditch 'em while other ladies whisper, who is he?
Then later leave with eight new ones, me an airtight Willie
Bout to smack you silly with two guns
So hereby I certify don't care if you feel hurt if I
testify, against your false words or lies
Word to God this is my job I'm workin hard every minute
Movin up in the rat race, city council to senate
So what you don't get it? You can't front no more
Been certified for years, can't speak to chumps no more
[Chorus 2X]
[Guru over 2nd repeat]
This one right here
has been certified, for years
That's right
Soul up in his blueprint, ready to vocalize
Pass the mic this way, testify
Hmm, like they say it doesn't hurt to try
This here, is bonafied baby, certified baby
Jazzmatazz 3rd edition
Gifted Unlimited Rhymes Universal
No rehearsal, certified with virtue
Respect the circle
It's me and the B-I-L-A-L
YouknowhatI'msayin? Jay Dee from Pay Jay
Airtight Willie heh, from Boston to New Yiddy
all the way to Philly
Now in the D sittin pretty
Certified

Down in the yard tryin' to fix my ride
Busted my knuckles and I went inside
Just made it worse I tried to fix up my hand
I aint much of a medicine man
Alot of things that i wanna do
That don't work out the way I want 'em to
One thing that I do just right
When it comes to love I'm certified
Yes I got my degree
Doctor of love I got a PHD
If you some kind of lovin' that you never tried
Come to me I'm certified
Out on the job and the bossman yell
Here we go again, I'm gonna catch some hell
He say if you screw up one more time
You'll be in the unemployment line
Alot of jobs that I can do
Even more I never too
One place I know I'm qualified
When I comes to love I'm certified
Yes I got my degree
Doctor of love I got a PHD
If you some kind of lovin' that you never tried
Come to me I'm certified
Nothin come easy and you know that's a fact
Workin for the man about to break my back
5 o'clock and the whistle blow
I'm the first on out the do'
You can bet I'll be headed home
Don't wanna leave my woman alone
One thing she says that I do just right
When it come to love I'm certified
Yes I got my degree
Doctor of love I got a PHD
If you some kind of lovin' that you never tried

Boy heat up! heat up! heat up for me
Please heat up! heat up! heat it! heat it up for me
Boy heat up! heat up! heat up for me
My bodys trembling
Pulse is racing
My heart is pounding
Beating so hard
Like an alarm set off
Inside of me
Can't hear the siren cause it silent
But eyes
Always give away the signs
I hope you're
Reading them correctly
Let me be the moth
To your fire
I wanne get so lost inside your arms
Tonight
Please heat up! heat up! heat up
Fulfill my desires
Take my hand
We'll walk into the sun
Together
Please Heat it up! Heat it up! Heat it up for me
Tonight it's all in your favor
I'll sweat till I
Drip my make up
Work over time
I'll stamp you certified! certified!
Tonight imma keep your weight up
I'll be your personal trainer
Work over time
I'll stamp you certified! certified!
My body's raining like a
Tropical storm
And baby you're the cause
So catch me now
Because I'm feeling weak
Getting more sensetive with
Every second
One touch
Will fly me to heaven
To the stars another galaxy
Let me be the moth
To your fire
I wanne get so lost inside your arms
Tonight
Please heat up! heat up! heat up
Fulfill my desires
Take my hand
We'll walk into the sun
Together
Please Heat it up! Heat it up! Heat it up for me
Tonight it's all in your favor
I'll sweat till I
Drip my make up
Work over time
I'll stamp you certified! certified!
Tonight imma keep your weight up
I'll be your personal trainer
Work over time
I'll stamp you certified! certified!
I want you to explore my fortress
Dimonds are forever
I got plenty in my treasure chest! chest! yes!
You can stop the draft with your warmness
Jackpot is yours
There's no need for you to place any bets! bets!
Let me be the moth
To your fire
I wanne get so lost inside your arms
Tonight
Please heat up! heat up! heat up
Fulfill my desires
Take my hand
We'll walk into the sun
Together
Please Heat it up! Heat it up! Heat it up for me
Tonight it's all in your favor
I'll sweat till I
Drip my make up
Work over time
I'll stamp you certified! certified!
Tonight imma keep your weight up
I'll be your personal trainer
Work over time
I'll stamp you certified! certified!
Boy heat up! heat up! heat up for me
Please heat up! heat up! heat it! heat it up for me
Boy heat up! heat up! heat up for me

Chorus 2x's:I don't kno wat u heard about me
but i'll lay a nigga down 6 feet
that's wat they get for messin wit me
cause i'm a muf*kin crosstown g
verse 1:First off lemme say
you don't wanna go the other route
check ma resume nigga
it tells wat i'm all about
pull the nines out the trunk
you know wats bout to happen next
it'll have u scared straight
wit dat infrared to ya chest
we got choppas on deck
we ready to let em' bust
on fake niggaz i dont trust
i'll turn ya into dust
u better ask around nigga
cause i'm bad for ya health
got u runnin round scared
i'll have u outta breath
on some real talk nigga
keep runnin yo mouth
finna stick ma teck in
so u can spit yo tongue out
like dat nigga Ja said
u niggaz is loose change
i gotta night scope aim
that hit u from long range
chorus 2x's:I don't kno wat u heard about me
but i'll lay a nigga down 6 feet
that's wat they get for messin wit me
cause i'm a muf*kin crosstown g
verse 2:I been a real nigga ma whole life
nigga so why lie
ain't no runnin over Certified
nigga so why try
I ain't the one you wanna stunt on
or try to play wrong
aint no since in wearing vests
cause these bullets catch domes
I ain't dat nigga 30 yards
beam to ya head
I'm the nigga right in front of u
who got u scared
I kno in the back of your mind
u sayin man I'm dead
you shouldn't jumped in the game
if u didn't kno how to play it
i hang wit all gorillas
nigga dats jus how i roll
we walk in snatch ya girl
then its time to go
i see u mean-muggin nigga
say wats on yo mind
cause we can squad it out whenever
i always handle mine
I'm a fast pace nigga
man ya'll wastin time
you niggas slackin on yo mackin
i stay on da grind
look nigga
this is the simplest its gon get
u messin wit me
u messin wit a crosstown g
chorus 2x's:I don't kno wat u heard about me
but i'll lay a nigga down 6 feet
that's wat they get for messin wit me
cause i'm a muf*kin crosstown g
talkin:
This how those CTG's do it nigga
Damon u want it u can get it u lil hoe
if u hatin on me nigga keep hatin
u been ridin ma dick nigga
u know wat it is nigga
get wit it or fall back
if u ain't gettin money
like I'm gettin money
KILL YOSELF

Chorus:
First I let my wheels spin
then I let my screen fall
then I let my trunk beat
then I, then I let my trunk beat
First I let my wheels spin
then I let my screen fall
then I let my trunk beat
then I, then I let my trunk beat
First I let my wheels spin
then I let my screen fall
then I let my trunk beat
then I, then I let my trunk beat
First I let my wheels spin
then I let my screen fall
then I let my trunk beat
then I, then I let my trunk beat
Verse 1:
First I let my trunk beat
ridin through the city mane
my goon squad wit me
black tee's and a fitted thang
joccin on dem haters
jo-jo-joccin on dem haters
u want problems i'll resolved em
when i poppin at u haters
soon i step on the scene
see niggaz start muggin mean
I got gangstaz on my team
and you don't wanna see the beam
if u ever lookin for me
you can find me in the street
in a ol' school chevy
(then I, then I let my trunk beat)
the bass real heavy
Mr. Whip Game Proper
Mr. Whip Game, Whip Game
hittin switches, switch lanes
probably with your broad
in my car
don't trip mane
I'm real as it gets mane
I tell ya don't flip mane
CrossTown Bound
where I'm found, ask around
we can meet in the street
I'll let that trunk beat
I said CrossTown Bound
where I'm found, ask around
we can meet in the street
(then I, then I let my trunk beat)
Chorus:
First I let my wheels spin
then I let my screen fall
then I let my trunk beat
then I, then I let my trunk beat
First I let my wheels spin
then I let my screen fall
then I let my trunk beat
then I, then I let my trunk beat
First I let my wheels spin
then I let my screen fall
then I let my trunk beat
then I, then I let my trunk beat
First I let my wheels spin
then I let my screen fall
then I let my trunk beat
then I, then I let my trunk beat
Verse 2:
The bass real heavy
it's hard to stay steady
you want me, come get me
it's whatever dog man I'm ready
the O.G.'s wit me
the gangsta's got my back
the D-Boyz ridin
you done dog it's a wrap
I'll blow ya off the map
throw you back in the hood
where you started
man regardless, I'm the hardest
you retarted
whe the bass hit your eardrum
I'm comin down the street
I'ma crank it up a lil
(then I, then I let my trunk beat)
you a busta, you a fake,
you a snitch, you a lame
go play somewhere else
cause you ain't ready for the game
this a big dog sport
puppy get up off the court
been in the game all quarters
and you still ain't scored
you can't handle all the pressure
and that's why you ain't playin
when them busta's came after you
remember nigga you ran
I'm a G till the end
you can find me in the street
probably lettin up the trunk
(then I, then I let my trunk beat)
Chorus:
First I let my wheels spin
then I let my screen fall
then I let my trunk beat
then I, then I let my trunk beat
First I let my wheels spin
then I let my screen fall
then I let my trunk beat
then I, then I let my trunk beat
First I let my wheels spin
then I let my screen fall
then I let my trunk beat
then I, then I let my trunk beat
First I let my wheels spin
then I let my screen fall
then I let my trunk beat
then I, then I let my trunk beat
Verse 3:
I'm Certified
betcha know me
All$tar boy
but I stay low-key
ya know where I'm at
CrossTown Bound
8th Street King
nigga where's my crown
been holdin it down
the past 6 years
alot sacrifices
shed blood, sweat, and tears
I ain't hard to find
I stay in the street
parked in the back
(then I, then I let my trunk beat)
T.M.T. come mess wit ya boy
S.O.S. come mess wit ya boy
G.M.C. come mess wit ya boy
forget Damon G
it ain't about you no more
C-Note J.R. come mess wit ya boy
R-Bizzy come mess wit ya boy
my niggaz Street Fam come mess wit ya boy
mess wit ya boy
mess wit ya boy
Chorus:
First I let my wheels spin
then I let my screen fall
then I let my trunk beat
then I, then I let my trunk beat
First I let my wheels spin
then I let my screen fall
then I let my trunk beat
then I, then I let my trunk beat
First I let my wheels spin
then I let my screen fall
then I let my trunk beat
then I, then I let my trunk beat
First I let my wheels spin
then I let my screen fall
then I let my trunk beat
then I, then I let my trunk beat
First I let my wheels spin
then I let my screen fall
then I let my trunk beat
then I, then I let my trunk beat
First I let my wheels spin
then I let my screen fall
then I let my trunk beat
then I, then I let my trunk beat
First I let my wheels spin
then I let my screen fall
then I let my trunk beat
then I, then I let my trunk beat
First I let my wheels spin
then I let my screen fall
then I let my trunk beat

[Talking: K-Rino]
Easy mon
Let me tell y'all what's about to happen
First of all I got the Mo City Don
The King of the Ghetto, you pick the title
Then I got my homie
The young South Park flame thrower
Kaza up in here with me
Ha, ha
Oh, by the way, it's ya boy
The Dead End OG
K-Rino
See alot of cats do what we do
But they don't do it how we do it
So in order for you to qualify for your G card
You gotta be certified
Shoutout to Klondike Kat
Let's do this
[K-Rino:]
We pulled up five deep in the dark Lincoln
Shut the party down like ya momma when she start drinking
I'm bare-hugging the game it ain't no getting lose
I'll leave ya sickle a gallon in a two-month old chitlin juice
If I aim I'm goin hit'cha
My shots are like ya wife when ya leave home for work I won't miss ya
Some of my actions ain't psychologically sensible
I'm invincible; my office is where they send the principal
Your girl is trippin dude and honestly you should check her
Cause right now she's on my woo-woo-woody woodpecker
You play with us ya leave and you'll be on the bus deceived
And when you see me you should apologize to me just for breathing
I put the game down heavy like Petey Wheatstraw
You're strong enough to flip a grown elephant off a see-saw
Bill your juices up to try me it goes to be in a hospital hooked on spiritual IV
[Hook:]
I know they hate that we this live, cause we straight certified
Many tried and got they whole mind state murderlized
We was mashing out the gate and you was late to arrive
Like walking in a eight-O-clock meeting at eight thirty-five
[Z-Ro:]
Uh, I know they goin hate though
King of the ghetto what they call me I'm the new Nate Dogg
Disrespected with the media they just can't wait though
Not try'na spend it up I'm try'na make ya face break though
They mad at me cause I be shining that hoe
I'm like cracked nails on the south board I'm grinding that hoe
Signature ink linking through the check I'm signing that hoe
And all these golf balls lil daddy, yeah the diamonds that low
I'm winning to die for mine
So if I catch you by yoself you better get quick up with'cha hind that I am with mine
Z-Ro is a rolling stone
And the day I make my handy might kick up and at least pussy is my new home
I'm feeling so Pimp C right now call me Ro Chad
And the rumor start fore I want y'all to see me so I don't go fast
In the strip club I become richer cause all I do is throw cash
[?] I'm a whip yo ass so fast
[Hook]
[Kaza:]
I tell em I am Kaza the stand that I'm certified
Worm sharper than the spikes of a porcupine
And I don't do too much talking I just hold the nines
Chiropractor bullets send em through em let em ark ya spine
The school of hard knocks and nick I'm the fatuity
A.R's, neck and lavish your life's a catastrophe
Back to the factory, running manufactory
Polo type, FDA's a proof satisfactory
Ammunition gang mothafucka with'cha guns hide
S.P.A. niggas south [?]
The school street fighting now I'm looking like Plunge guy
Big boy trucks, sponsor by a tunk
Got gorillas in the dark, face turned the lamp on it
Reno addressed it [?] stamp on it
Fifty percent sleeping forty percent kept on it
Metaphor Ziploc delivery clemped on it
KAZA!

Up front, Akon and Glasses
Konvict music, Akon and glasses
G. Malone
Niggaz spit fairytale G issue the facts
Not Jeezy but I sold my fair issue of cracc
Not Weezy but Malone got dat hustlers music
And them hustlers use it, serve customers to it
Went from 2 to 300 got the Mexicans down
Hundred crip, hundred bloods, hundred Mexicans now
Hundred round in the clip, man, who wanna get dumb
With the New West Pres on these A town drums
With the New West Pres daddy callin' the play
And we saccin' wack rappers, niggas call it a day
Down south call um choppers home call it a Kay
Either way ambulances come and haul um away
This Blu Division bitch I'm da soul of da crew
Honey girls on ma heels like the soul of my shoe
Got toomp in da kitchen let it simmer and cook
Now Kon break it on down and deliver the hook
Let's go
I ain't for all that beefin'
Got niggas to bust your head for no reason
Ask around the streets, man, I'm certified
Cross seas all my customers are satisfied
See I ain't for all that beefin'
Matter of fact I'm tryin' to chill with the squeezin'
Ask around the hood, man, I'm certified
And I'd hate to have to put a bullet in your mind
Got da bloods on my team who gone fuck with 'cause
I'm heavy in the streets nigga fuck da club
I make G's bounce and wanna buc da snub
Takin' down everythin' you spendin' bucks to plug
I was just a little pissed I didn't sign with Jay
A mil plus couple months feelin' fine today
Mil plus couple blunts they say he runnin' the hood
And I'm laughin' at you rap niggaz runnin' from Suge
Talk greasy on your records stop pushin' me hoe
Face 2 face turn bitch you lil' pussies expose
You a mark I'm a G so when u pop ya checc
You can buy any car but not the streets respect
One of few gangsta rappers that the streets respect
And plaques and nothin' less is what the streets expect
Got toomp in da kitchen let it simmer and cook
Now Kon break it on down and deliver da hook
Let's go
I ain't for all that beefin'
Got niggas to bust your head for no reason
Ask around the streets man, I'm certified
Cross seas, all my customers are satisfied
See I ain't for all that beefin'
Matter of fact I'm tryin' to chill with the squeezin'
Ask around the hood man, I'm certified
And I'd hate to have to put a bullet in your mind
Wats up lil' mama? Wats up?
Wats up lil' mama? Wats up?
Wats up lil' mama? Wats up?
You won't find another nigga spittin' easty-er shit
I'm hot on the West, hot in the south
Fuck bars, nigga hot for puttin' gloccs in ya mouth
Fuck bars, it's the flow so easy and smooth
Charismatic on the mic like Easy and Cube
No attitude the fuck stoppin' the grind
No whitey in my mix homie robbin' me blind
Go hyphy in this bitch only problem is time
Cause my Bentley watch broke but got the properest shine
In the base model 5 but the brabus in line
Once I made bacc ends it's the Maybach Benz
Got toomp in da kitchen let it simmer and cook
Now Kon break it on down and deliver da hook
Let's go
I ain't for all that beefin'
Got niggas to bust your head for no reason
Ask around the streets man, I'm certified
Cross seas all my customers are satisfied
See I ain't for all that beefin'
Matter of fact I'm tryin' to chill with the squeezin'
Ask around the hood man, I'm certified
And I'd hate to have to put a bullet in your mind
Akon and glasses