[Busta Rhymes]
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Busta Rhymes, Slum Village
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Flipmode Squad
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Check it out y'all
We gone' bounce around like this
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...yeah
First class
Full blast
Smash
Everything, women wiggle that ass
All my niggas analyse the color contrast
Live parallel, bound, shake control that ass
Hocus...Pocus...Focus
Smoke this watch Busta Rhymes the dopest
Hit y'all niggas with the bomb diagnosis
Slum Village hot shit and you know this
Now at dates we talk funny and floss money
Chippie shot that whip down when the day's sunny
Busta Rhymes and Slum Village will make a Pilgrimage
Run Detroit all the way back to the Brooklyn Bridge
Black bats and as the crime rhyme spray in my max
Spendin my wax
I'm Feelin' one time
Blow your mind, shine, blind all y'all at the same time
Regulate chickens I always come and take mine
Hook 1 (x2)
{Do It}
What It's All About
{Stop}
What it's all about
[Jay-Dee]
It's on now
We Worldwide
Yo crew what up
I'm every MC by the name of Jay-Dee {Do it}
Yeah that's the way it is nigga get your money {Do It}
Detroit the Metropolis
Supply why try ain't no stoppin' this shit
SV stay on top of this
If your not bloppin' this niggas poppin the {bleep}
It's all real
You know I ain't no approxamist
Stay in the mix like apopadoppolis
Get it
Who you die for
Get it
The proper shit
SV, Flipmode your not stoppin' this
Hook 2
Busta Rhymes: To My Nigga Jay-Dee
{What it all about}
Stop
{What it's all about}
Do it
{What it's all about}
Stop
{What it's all about}
Do it
{What it's all about}
[T3]
Live on wax
With the extra raps
See the S been doin' this shit since way back
Say that, when it comes to rap
We got a nack for that
And for that we brag
And so we rap
For this lucretive stack
Grippin the phat Caddilic
With the diamond back
If you was to ask me where it's at
Said it's all about the cheese and these SV cats
On a real
Real Detroit rap
Player haters get the actual finesse it lacks
Either words you speak can get you caught in a trap
Don't write your own raps let somebody else do that
That's word up
Hook 1 (x2)
[Baatin]
We smack niggas
Cause niggas don't give a fuck
Frank nearly got em pity on these niggas for what
My nigga Dane working up the game he from Earth
Show these niggas how you get your money's worth
I'm movin' in position with my mutual fund
I take it out in seconds and you don't know I as done
I'm every MC plus 3 plus 1
All around the world gave these suckers the runs
Call me Bizmal with the Pepto shit
I guess that you can see that we're the ultimate
Flipmode Squad and the Slum's the shit
Come on everybody let me see you get down
Come on everybody go to town
Hook 1 (x2)
[Busta Rhymes: Outro]
...Makin' you bounce
My niggas Slum Village makin' you bounce
Busta Rhymes y'all makin' you bounce
It's Flipmode squad baby makin' you bounce
Niggas in the world, makin you bounce
All my Bitches in the world you know we're makin' you bounce
Yo,yo
Yo we makin' you bounce
Just shake your little ass girl makin you bounce
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Check it out y'all
We gonna bounce around like this
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yo
First class, full blast, smash
Everything, women wiggle that ass
All my niggas analyze the color contrast
Live parallel, bound, shake control that ass
Hocus, pocus, focus
Smoke this watch Busta Rhymes the dopest
Hit y'all niggas with the bomb diagnosis
Slum Village hot shit and you know this
Now at dates we talk funny and floss money
Chippie shot that whip down when the day's sunny
Busta Rhymes and Slum Village will make a Pilgrimage
Run Detroit all the way back to the Brooklyn Bridge
Black bats and as the crime rhyme spray in my max
Spendin' my wax, I'm feelin' one time
Blow your mind, shine, blind all y'all at the same time
Regulate chickens I always come and take mine
(Do it)
What it's all about
(Stop)
What it's all about
(Do it)
What it's all about
(Stop)
What it's all about
It's on now, we worldwide, yo, crew what up? Yo
I'm every MC by the name of Jay Dee
(Do it)
Yeah that's the way it is nigga, get your money
(Do It)
Detroit the Metropolis, supply, why try ain't no stoppin' this shit
SV stay on top of this, if you're not bloppin' this niggas poppin' the
(Bleep)
It's all real, you know I ain't no approximist
Stay in the mix like apopadoppolis, get it
Who you die for? Get it, the proper shit
SV, flip mode your not stoppin' this
(What it all about)
Stop
(What it's all about)
Do it
(What it's all about)
Stop
(What it's all about)
Do it
(What it's all about)
Yo, live on wax, with the extra raps
See the S been doin' this shit since way back
Say that, when it comes to rap, we got a knack for that
And for that we brag and so we rap
For this lucrative stack, grippin the phat Cadillac
With the diamond back, if you was to ask me where it's at
Said it's all about the cheese and these SV cats
On a real, Real Detroit rap
Player haters get the actual finesse it lacks
Either words you speak can get you caught in a trap
Don't write your own raps, let somebody else do that
That's word up
(Do it)
What it's all about
(Stop)
What it's all about
(Do It)
What it's all about
(Stop)
What it's all about
(Do it)
What it's all about
(Stop)
What it's all about
(Do it)
What it's all about
(Stop)
What it's all about
We smack niggas, 'cause niggas don't give a fuck
Frank nearly got 'em pity on these niggas, for what?
My nigga Dane, working up the game, he from earth
Show these niggas how you get your money's worth
I'm movin' in position with my mutual fund
I take it out in seconds and you don't know I as done
I'm every MC plus 3 plus 1
All around the world, gave these suckers the runs
Call me bizmal with the pepto shit
I guess that you can see that we're the ultimate
Flip mode squad and the Slum's the shit
Come on everybody let me see you get down
Come on everybody go to town
(Do it)
What it's all about
(Stop)
What it's all about
(Do it)
What it's all about
(Stop)
What it's all about
(Do it)
What it's all about
(Stop)
What it's all about
(Do it)
What it's all about
(Stop)
What it's all about
Makin' you bounce, my niggas Slum Village makin' you bounce
Busta Rhymes, y'all makin' you bounce
It's flip mode squad baby, makin' you bounce
Niggas in the world, makin you bounce
All my bitches in the world, you know, we're makin' you bounce
Yo,yo, yo, we makin' you bounce
Just shake your little ass girl, makin' you bounce
(Do it)
What it's all about
(Stop)
What it's all about
(Do it)
What it's all about
(Stop)
(Jay-Dee)Yo, Hold it to me your fucking cash's about to slee.
I'm a show you all how to emcee,
see i can rock a floor if i rock with high beams,
i rock with melody, on of the soildgers of the team.
See yall niggas is dope fiends hopeing for a dream,
i intervien like a case of gangreen.
Gain the green then exit the scene,
with a fine chick who could fill up a pair of jenes.
See i'm doing this shit, doing this shit, for magnet,
and niggas at Coney Gardens who try and do shit.
Seen life aint a game it remains intense,
Lock, hold to a nigga like a dog tracin a scent.
See ya gotta get your money, you gots to pay rent,
feelin it, ya'll ass is read!
(Batian)
uh, one of the musical priest we form the lyrical voltron,
hippocrates get steped upon, in the combat,
don't you come back until you waxed your song.
Your served at your war phat.
Your up against the lord of the first high priest, Melchizedk,
don't shoot till you see this, just sit back breeeeeath,
i got more where this comes from-from.
Jay-Dee, thee origional drum master,
you will never hit the best.
Fast or solw? It dosen't matter though T-3 times emcees callin the lap.
Ba-tian is the one whose in the tree of life,
hold tight, don't ever give up in the fight
grace can only come into the sight.
Soul power it ingites like the sun
SV dominates the industry for fun.
(Fun [fun] Fun [fun] Fun [fun] Fun)
(T-3)
yea, yea to the beat
yea, yea ya know it can't-can't stop
it can't-cant't quit
Stance answers put up your hands and fist,
for the band, and if ya can't stand
one of my man's dance sleeping on some sandman shit,(c'mon)
Like damn man! wake up, as we bring the action.
Don't be standing like a grand-slam hit,(c'mon)
for the whole fam flippin on the hand-stand tip(c'mon)
We get the dough weight up, straight up, the wham-bamm hits,
before we go-go, we gettin on some damn-wham shit,
a-gainst, as for second hand brand kicks.
Rippin from the Beatdown to San Fran-sis to Japan land,
it's the br-and new, we keep movin like the trans am
do-do dont stop we can't can't quit, we can't-can't
I'm callin'
(Yeah, maybe I'm selfish)
Out to
(I want you to myself I can't help it)
All my
(Yeah, maybe I'm selfish)
Y'all my, ladies and I can't
(Maybe I'm selfish)
I can't, let you, let you
(I want you to myself I can't help it)
Be with, yeah, no one, yeah, but me, yeah, baby
To my thick chicks down in Texas
All the way to New Orleans where the girls cook catfish
And in L.A.every chick's an actress
Hollywood status with the shaded glasses
To Detroit, yeah, the place that I rest
Where the ladies got ass to sell a lot sex
And hot Atlanta y'all is one of the best
Where they speak southern and slang and smoke la cess
And New York women are way too fresh
Too much on your mind let me ease that stress
I wish you all were mine it's so selfish
Maybe I'm feelin' myself too much I guess
But to my ladies all across the globe
In small towns that I don't even know
To all local international codes
Whether you see me in streets or catch me at shows
I'm callin'
(Yeah, maybe I'm selfish)
Out to
(I want you to myself I can't help it)
All my
(Yeah, maybe I'm selfish)
Y'all my, ladies and I can't
(Maybe I'm selfish)
I can't, let you, let you
(I want you to myself I can't help it)
Be with, yeah, no one, yeah, but me, yeah, baby
Uh, and I'll be tryin' to come around my girl actin' like Mr. Friendly
And steal the spotlight like Mr. Bentley
I spotted her like Spud McKenzie
And for them fake boobies I payed them Benjies
Get your own, I got Paris he got Nicky he tried to get 'em a clone
He said yeah you know you got extra hoes
And everything you do is extra cold
From the Polo fleece to the Jesus piece
I got family in high places like Jesus niece
Can I please, say my peace
If y'all fresh to death, then I'm deceased
And this one here, is a heat rocks
Spit like a beat box, the way the beat rocks
New version of Pete Rock
But for that Benz I get CL love
So I switch my girls around like 3L-dub
I'm callin'
(Yeah, maybe I'm selfish)
Out to
(I want you to myself I can't help it)
All my
(Yeah, maybe I'm selfish)
Y'all my, ladies and I can't
(Maybe I'm selfish)
I can't, let you, let you
(I want you to myself I can't help it)
Be with, yeah, no one, yeah, but me, yeah, baby
What up Pam how your little man doin' in New Jersey
Last I heard he caught the flu and you was worried
Hope he feels better, and thanks Jonetta from Cleveland
For that good head in your Jetta better believe it
Shanice you're my piece from Compton
Before I mark the plane make sure you cop them trees to spark up
Danielle ATL got them pictures in the mail
You sealed with a kiss and you send it with Chanel
You lookin' good in that one showin' off your body
Had a Beverly Hills mami that would buy me Cardi's
Take me to after parties her name was Carrie
And it sucks that we didn't keep in touch I'm sorry
But, hey Kim how's Minneapolis?
You so pretty hate to show off your titties for silly classes
'Cause I love you girls though you ain't mine
I wish my arms was long enough to hug you all of the same time
I'm callin'
(Yeah, maybe I'm selfish)
Out to
(I want you to myself I can't help it)
All my
(Yeah, maybe I'm selfish)
Y'all my, ladies and I can't
(Maybe I'm selfish)
I can't, let you, let you
(I want you to myself I can't help it)
Be with, yeah, no one, yeah, but me, yeah, baby
I'm callin'
(Callin')
Out to
(Out to)
All my
(All my)
Y'all my, ladies and I can't
(I can't)
Let you
(Let you)
Yo L and Ten killin' 'em, Three killin' 'em
You thought we broke up but we was reassembalin'
Ladies and gentlemen you barewitnessin'
The villa on some classic shit like vans in balims
It's the gorrila pimps, we bustin' denim in the club
That you can't wear ya denim in
Freakin' a rhyme 'til every line ends with a then and than
You don't wanna rump and stomp in Timberlands
Shout to my nigga kill again
And all of my peps that rep more D then 12 Eminems
Who let the dogs out and let Dilla in?
Fuck wit' this is ya loss Gilligan
Sounds simila I'm not feelin' 'em
Get the bars like Venus in Wimbelon
While I'm in them fly whips five Will and 'em
On some Kim and 'em all about the Benjamins
Still here never left just switched the style up
Came through made moves to get the crowd up
It's hard time, "V" time, nigga ya times up
Get rowed up for the reunion
L kill'n 'em, Dilla kill'n 'em
Maybe we could hook up again back wit' Ten and them
Together again with all forces on some
Fantastic four or four horsemen
Can't do it without ya crew boy
Guess who boy, come'n through wit' two boy
Nobody but us that rap in a clutch
Passed and switched it up like kids in double dutch
Some couldn't feel our style or feel our flow
Ever talked our slang never walked our roads
All they know is these niggaz is tainted
Don't know about [Incomprehensible] that candy painted
We've been miss quoted, miss con-screwed
Miss understood and over used
So we take this time to set the record straight
Critics skipped and did it, we did it anyway
Now you hear our raps wit' Dilla and you all on our team
Till you heard Ten was gone was apart of he skem
See, we still got love where was you at at?
Just 'cuz a nigga go solo think we turned our backs
Maybe we will reunite on some shit like that
But I gotta set it straight for' you twists the facts nigga
We still here never left just switched the style up
Came through made moves to get the crowd up
It's hard time, "V" time, nigga ya times up
Get rowed up for the reunion
Yo T kill'n 'em, Three kill'n 'em
You thought we broke up and ya you rite we really did
I wrote a verse that I recited it was hot
But I had to rewrite 'cuz I thought we was united and we not
But though all the love that I got for you
Parna I picked apart ya words and I'm shooked in them interviews
I been accused of not care'n
When the city threw your furniture out
It's not fair when I'm learnin' about how stress you fell in a article
Forget a rhyme I'm just as real when I talk to you
And you know that we share Kodak moments
I wish we could go back
But don't act like you wasn't bug'n out like a phone tap
Chase'n cars in the street
I saw you throw a part in the sink
Then after hit the bar for a drink who asked you to slow down?
Eventhough niggaz told me you was gon' clown but I tried
You didn't know I cried when I saw you whallen at the State Theater
In the door by the side
Wanted to throw you in the trunk and found a preacher for you
'Cause I thought you had unlawful demons on you
Sink'n fast in the deepest soil
Ya parents finally got you some help
You came out seem'n normal and
I heard you on medication
Had a illness you couldn't heal with herbs and meditation
And believe me, Me and T, Three kept it low
Don't take this as a dis, this is just to let you know that I love you
But watch the company you keep
Sware niggaz don't care, but they love you in the streets
One don't fuck it up one
It only takes, one
So feel it y'all, one
Now every, one
It only takes, one
You only need, one
So feel it y'all, one
We're number, one
You're not number, one
It only takes, one
So feel it y'all, one
It only takes, to click clack the gun on 'em
To bring drama to 'em like Dee Witt we runnin' em
One, drama 'n I get the gun out the couch, run out the house
With the loaded pistol stuck in his crouch one
You fuck it up for all of the rest
You 'n your niggas in the parking lot rollin' the cess
Tryin' to get up in some chickens that all in your shit
They all wit it, and all seem down to get it, except one
She ain't feelin' the crew
Plus she got a man she don't like niggas like you
She said you fuck wit the niggas, you know how they do
We roll out, 'cause we see another we another set of dudes
So one, minute later, hear some shots in the air
Niggas duckin' on the ground like guerrilla warfare
Fuckin' up a niggas groove and when they know it ain't fair
He roll out with his niggas and his hands in the air
Singin' one, one, one, one, one
It only takes, one
To rock it y'all, one
You only need, one
To do it y'all, one
It takes, one, tragedy to bring a family closer
One bullet to start a war and be a part of gore
These hoes trick and be on crack like a slightly parted door
It took one hit, tongue kiss and make come quick
It took one hit, for a wack rapper to make millions
Causing the illest niggas to switch and spit what they ain't feelin'
One day a time of alcohol it takes to get by
Is worth more than a mini puff it takes to get high
One, love was the joint that my cousins used to break dance to
Before they began to pop and lock with the glock handle
This one turn for the worst, my main concern for the earth
'Cause it seems to get even worse when it turns
Purposely burn an emcee fricassee his hand holding the mic
So he can't fold it to write I'm potent as a lightning bolt when it strike
At least, one, feelin' me
Come through ya city with sign and drown ya energy, one
One, one, one, one
Now every, one
It only takes, one
You only need, one
So feel it y'all, one
One of the best in the class it's so stupid
One who test it's tragic so don't do it
Group move crowds like they had us do with theme music
Spit like cars when the body releasin' fluid
One, more tragic than ninety-one-one
Also we fearsome
Known as the Slum and that's just one organism
One crew comin' through 'cause we gotta hit 'em
Those dudes too fly like the Continental
Two niggas on the side one up the middle
It's all love in the club and it's constant
We drop shit and yell shit at the concerts
One two the whole world is, tick tock, tick tock
You live by the clock but I move faster
Niggas is sleeping 'cause they thinking that I procrastinate
Nape one of these days I'm a show you what I'm made of
Soon as I'm done with these silly little rap scrubs
Soon as I'm done making my rap million Dollar hits
Soon as I'm done cleaning my soul of this old curse
Soon as I'm one with the universe
I'm done with you little fucks in this little earth
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[All]
Where we come from is a place we call Conant Gardens
(Motown) We getting shit started
If you every hear us say Magnet-net-net
[Jay Dee]
It's going down like that range rover
When ladies see you they get the love hang over
Day or a night if you wanna stay over
You better have the will to bend over and take...
[Baatin]
Off your clothes in time..
Conqueror, come back to give some of that old
Pictual, actual, factual; Let Mac'll bring you the raw
With gigantic flow that my people come to love
[T3]
Azurite, get down with it
Can't fathom these brothers fantastic
Uh, I heard cry when I dip that ass in some plastic
How could you master, you deal with rappin' bastards
Because you asked us if we could bring you fashions
Fascists , because we turn this rap shit into something tragic
I didn't wanna have to put you in some action
Uh, I know you asked but did you really wanna have it?
See, I cause havoc like a loaded automatic...
[Jay Dee]
Blow!!
How do you like me now nigga, you know my style say WORD
I'm from the city where we know for slayin' pounds of herb
Getting dough is a must, and it's the money making its
Yo, the never faking its creating shit that's taking your hoe
After the show you know I step up in the place...
[Baatin]
...when I step up in the place
Mind Is not strong enough, to hold me back,
The tools you lack, the skills you deal,
Lyrics to kill, cars to deal,
Cops to peel, image too real!
[All]
Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it...
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come, on...
Do it, do it , do it, come on, come on, do it do it...
[Jay Dee]
Back again from the bank baby, common my chain
Chains for most of these cats probably cop my rings
Quick, fast, and always got a way to get cash
Whiplash is what you get when you mashing the gas
If you ask, you might catch me...
[T3]
...You might catch me on my rental
Won't catch me in tinted windows
Might catch me ???
Or various instrumentals and yo...
Got a whole crew and my crew is monumental and yo...
You need to lo and behold these innuendos
[Baatin]
Its just the fine talk
Mac'll come with tracks, you relaxe-d
My rhyme is universal like a elastic-uh
I hope you feel me like you feel your past-or
[Jay Dee]
...What do you ???
And you so used to bab-bl-ing
??? Cause we mas-tered this rap shit
Pockets get madder cause its hitting so imma-culate
You like the way it goes down when S attacks-it
It will get tragic when the S is on the mission...
[T3]
...The S is on a mission again
So listen! Relax, take a seat in the place
Its livin! Living up to expectations and still
Rippin! With rhymes and filling the chrome
Dippin! Cruising the neighborhood is just local
Pimpin!
[Baatin]
As for my memory, we were meant to be.
I am the soul Melchizedk, from the D
Role of the world, ever see, who got the Key
Its gonna take a master, yo, yo, the S, S
[All]
Where we come from is a place we call Conant Gardens
Motown, we getting shit started
We don't stop, we don't quit...
We just do it, do it, do it, do it do it,
Come on, come on, come on, come on,
Yo, yo, yo...
There's somethin' I wanted to know
Can we get closer? Yeah, baby
Seems like I've waited to know
Can we get closer?
Girl you should come up for the week
I'll make you cum from the tub to the sink
Rubbin' your feet in a luxury suit
Make sure you come with nothin' on just a long shearlin'
And I'ma make ya toes curl up like they are earlin'
I'll whisper in your ear, tell ya something
Stick my tongue in ya bellybutton
Reach down below, ya know I'm well sprung
Hit ya from the back to get ya calfs tremblin'
And pull ya hair 'til it's straight, you'll look half Indian
Laughing, giggling with champagne bubbles tickle ya nose
Before you I wouldn't throw my old nickels at hoe's
I'm just glad we can get close, for breakfast in the mornin'
We can fly out to Paris France for the French toast
You made me wait so long and that's a good thing
Now let me make ya candy rain' dampen your thong
I hit it off like a champion strong, for real
Your still bumpin' and grindin' even after the song but all along I, I
There's somethin' I wanted to know
Can we get closer? Yeah, baby
Seems like I've waited to know
Can we get closer?
Let me talk to ya, feel me for a sec
I love ya sassy ways I must confess
Ya lookin' good girl, I hope you into sex
Sort of a model type with a splash of innocence
Ya fast charms, ass like ya mums
I love that Tiffany charm thats hangin' from ya arm
And if we get it on I'ma take her back to the fort
Show her how I run game like an athlete in sport
Sweety I can see that money ain't a thing
Been doin' this for a while no need to explain it
Ya doin' swell girl, ya never doin' poorly
Ya know I'm hoppin' in whips just look at the jewelry
Plus you need a man in your life
Yo, someone who can hit it right, and plus got the right doe
Plus I'll treat you like a queen
Yo your place or mine I was thinkin' we should get close
There's somethin' I wanted to know
Can we get closer? Yeah, baby
Seems like I've waited to know
Can we get closer?
A lot of cats have tried it
I like to touch the na na, I
I know u act real shy but
Know you get down
You are not that type we go
Just keep it low and let it go
No need to act up 'cause, I
Know you get down
Can we get closer tonight
I'll make you cry
Touch you inside baby, I
Make you get down
Hold you very close
With or without clothes
Public or closed doors
We will get closer, yeah
There's somethin' I wanted to know
Can we get closer? Yeah, baby
Seems like I've waited to know
Can we get closer?
There's somethin' I wanted to know
Can we get closer? Yeah, baby
Seems like I've waited to know
Tell me if you want some
And you can just come on, baby
Tell me if you want some
And you can just come on
Tell me if you want some
And you can just come on
Tell me if you want some
And you can just come on
Tell me if you just want to get closer
Ya got the numbers on ya poster
And if ya want ta, I'll make it so that
My sensual intensity captivates
Ya gotta know ya body extractuates juice
Ecstasy is what I produce
Sweetie, my virtues are never ever looser
I'm not the average Joe Schmo ya used to
This Jones and ma homes gonna hurt ya
Unless ya ready for the lecture
Tell me if you just want to get closer
I wrote the numbers on ya poster
And if ya want ta, I'll make it so that
Never ever bein' sweat
Y'all never climax
Tell me if you want some
And you can just come on, baby
Tell me if you want some
And you can just come on, baby
Yeah, say what you feel, feel what you say
Don't hold back, just feel that way
Take the time and the time it takes
Baby, you can justify ya ain't got the time to waste
Speak up, speak up it's not the time to play
You know I, I want ya in a special way
(Special way)
Special way
(Special way)
Special way
(Special way)
Special way
(Special way)
Ya know we need to make it happen like yesterday
Ya know, get it up and runnin' like flow Joe
We can kick it like they do up in the dodjo
And oh, if you ain't ready this can go slow
But yo, if ya with it ya can let me know so
Tell me if you want some and you can just
(Ooh)
See ya sexy girl and also quite confident
You could sell goods and probably market it
Yo wot's up with seven inches can I pocket it?
I wanna get [unverified] your prerogative
I bet ya need a lot to gets monotonous
Spittin' more games than an evangelist
Girl, you know ya scandalous
I'm tryin 'to get a one on one monogamous
Let's look into it like an analyst
I'm thinkin' 'bout [unverified] can you handle this
Take you back to the room with just a little touch
Touchin' the zone thats erogenous
But that's enough we're really tryin' to chill, what up?
What's up with you? Baby, we can chill or what?
What's up? We can chill or what? What's up with you?
Baby, we can chill or what?
Tell me if you want some
And you can just come on, baby
Tell me if you want some
And you can just come on, baby
Tell me if you want some
And you can just come on, baby
Tell me if you want some
And you can just come on, baby
Come on baby
Come on baby
Come on baby
[J Dilla:]
Now if you, see this nigga give this nigga respect
That's if you don't suck my dick or sign my check
Now if that's some G shit, I do this in G shit
Frequent, the S clip slick shit that we bent
yo' ass, tryin to figure how much cash I spent
on that bitch; if it's pussy boy I don't pay rent
You masters cashed the last and all you hold is lint
What is it, yo' ass want a blast my man
Speakin of that blast shit, I just
got up ahold of somethin I ain't even pull yet
Now that's word, see on a whole 'nother somethin
Next time a nigga ain't no frontin
You know that if you front it ain't no future
I won't, hesitate to shoot ya, with rhymes
I got a lot of them, what you touch, was my lint just
give me respect and you can press rewind
That's if you wanna, do that
That's if you gonna, do that, who that
It's the S y'all, 3 the hard way
Like this y'all, this y'all
Dee-da-da-da-di-da-di-da-di-dis y'all
(T3)
Yo, Hold it to me your fucking cash's about to slee.
I'm a show you all how to emcee,
see i can rock a floor if i rock with high beams,
i rock with melody, on of the soildgers of the team.
See yall niggas is dope fiends hopeing for a dream,
i intervien like a case of gangreen.
Gain the green then exit the scene,
with a fine chick who could fill up a pair of jenes.
See i'm doing this shit, doing this shit, for magnet,
and niggas at Coney Gardens who try and do shit.
Seen life aint a game it remains intense,
Lock, hold to a nigga like a dog tracin a scent.
See ya gotta get your money, you gots to pay rent,
feelin it, ya'll ass is read!
(Batian)
uh, one of the musical priest we form the lyrical voltron,
hippocrates get steped upon, in the combat,
don't you come back until you waxed your song.
Your served at your war phat.
Your up against the lord of the first high priest, Melchizedk,
don't shoot till you see this, just sit back breeeeeath,
i got more where this comes from-from.
Jay-Dee, thee origional drum master,
you will never hit the best.
Fast or solw? It dosen't matter though T-3 times emcees callin the lap.
Ba-tian is the one whose in the tree of life,
hold tight, don't ever give up in the fight
grace can only come into the sight.
Soul power it ingites like the sun
SV dominates the industry for fun.
(Fun [fun] Fun [fun] Fun [fun] Fun)
(JayDee)
yea, yea to the beat
yea, yea ya know it can't-can't stop
it can't-cant't quit
Stance answers put up your hands and fist,
for the band, and if ya can't stand
one of my man's dance sleeping on some sandman shit,(c'mon)
Like damn man! wake up, as we bring the action.
Don't be standing like a grand-slam hit,(c'mon)
for the whole fam flippin on the hand-stand tip(c'mon)
We get the dough weight up, straight up, the wham-bamm hits,
before we go-go, we gettin on some damn-wham shit,
a-gainst, as for second hand brand kicks.
Rippin from the Beatdown to San Fran-sis to Japan land,
it's the br-and new, we keep movin like the trans am
If you ain't feelin' me, may just walk away
Is all I doin', what more can I say
Do you, 'cause nigga I'mma do me
Do you, 'cause nigga I'mma do me
Do you, 'cause nigga I'mma do me
Do you, nigga
Let me attempt to spit this
Assist this with a pen in my fist
I'm scriptin' Sonny Liston's lost B
Quick six whips sick clique it's Slum V
We stick chicks 'til their extensions fuzzy
Jewelry's thick and chunky ridiculous
Like in them pictures when Slick Rick was a young bee
Boy, and picked his gumby I'm comfy
'Til you insist you'll take my existence from me
Clack, click, the clip spits buddy
I place you in ditches like Egyptians
That stitched mummys, your limpin' bloody
I serve niggas like the homeless Mission kitchen
We're fixin' chicken for the bums free
You can't tell us we don't get this money
We keep a dollar up like Richie Rich's puppy
We looking for the dips with donkey's to hit
It's the Villa gorilla pimps, your chimps and monkeys bitch
If you ain't feelin' me, may just walk away
Is all I doin', what more can I say
Do you, 'cause nigga I'mma do me
Do you, 'cause nigga I'mma do me
Do you, 'cause nigga I'mma do me
Do you, nigga
When you see me in a spot never less than a dime
Y'all might roll with 6 we sit with a 9
See, I'm a sick rapper with a flow that's divine
Y'all might flip the flow but don't flip it like mine
Y'all might roll with a squad but it ain't like mine
See I'm quick with the flow Dogg I'm good to the go
I'mma stack till I spit 'til I cant go broke
I want the Benz, the Range, I want it all, I want gold
Then I dips in the whips with the chicks in the clothes
'Cause I chill with the chicks who be the centerfolds
Then I creep to the mo, with a freak on the low
Then I come thru the doe, then I mash on the flo
Yeah, I keeps it movin' like the local D.O.T's
Keep serving these yo's with the bad tenancies
Let a nigga do his thang, shit stop sweatin' me
Gone roll with a playa girl its all hustle free
If you ain't feelin' me, may just walk away
Is all I doin', what more can I say
Do you, 'cause nigga I'mma do me
Do you, 'cause nigga I'mma do me
Do you, 'cause nigga I'mma do me
Do you, Jea
But of course it be effortless we pullin' up in the Porsche
Medallion the size of a horse on my necklace
We done it again, done got under your skin
We come hot like a gun pop running you jems
Can none stop this thing of ours
The ladies they fein' and double team in g strings and bras
Make 'em scream like electric strings guitars
Don't hate on the squad 'cause my niggas is stars
Do you
Do you
Do you
All of y'all, is on our diiiiiiiiiicks
Stop ridiiiin, you might get penetrated
And I'd sho' hate it, if you end up impregnated
Well at least 4 out of 5 niggaz in the place know whattup's or what
Be yellin peaceful cause I got the piece put up
In a box with the rock in the back of the, Lex it protects
I done told 'em that I'm usin my ex
Romancin the lady
Bitches come to take a chance on my meat
I see that you can't wait to get into my pants
Come and dance on my lap, all real we can get buck
Hoochies on the dance show
Sh-sh-sho' nuff, s-s-slow up, shut up
Shut the fuck and start workin me off
Bitch you pressin yo' luck, who says we're fuckin you up
Shh-shh-sluh, suh-slow the fuck up
We got that boom, bip, ni-gga don't slip
Talkin that punk shit, will definitely get yo' punk split
Your major malfunction, make me set trip
Now we dumpin, on yo' bitch, so don't ask me for nuttin
Aiyyo hold up a second fella, the Ela
After S is, cash collectin, you jealous
Cause we fly like some propellors, tell a
'nother other we hella, my niggaz, well um
You can't be a bitch in this music shit
You got to put yo' dick in this music shit
My crew put the dick in on the ultimate
I guess you plays the bitch and we beez the pimp
Mr. Kitty Cat, head on the mat, show me where's it at
Knock-kneed pigeontoed, stone cold asshole
Put your mouth on my meat, just call me Rollo
You can't have me, I'm just too dope
Yo fuck the cop market, the glock clockin
The dough sockin, the beat rockin, bitch knockin
Your rap mockin, woop woop, stop jockin
Your rap floppin, my whole crew is non-stoppin
I put it towards y'all a little somethin about the S
A little bit of fact that revolves, the five helluva elements and all
Visualizin fiver liver, saliva flyin
So the last of the real rap and also assimilizin the slack of slack rappers
Youse a bitch, I know what's in the mind of a bitch
Switch, throw yo' hands in the air and suck a dick
Bitch, I know what's in the mind of a bitch
That's why a nigga like you always suck a dick
Back to, what I sayin befo' we, anti-you
Steppin to meet we, yeah right then who
wanna do this not a fair fight, true we
do what we do just to, shed light on you and you and you...
You can open up yo' eyes and watch my crew do this
We got more feel than a clitoris
In yo' eyes I see a lot of deceitfulness
Bring your whole hood and still can't get with this
Y'all some hoes, butt-fucked to get enough
What the fuck, just a hoe nigga that can't get it up
And we BLASTIN~! Fuckin up your whole crew
And laughin, cause me and mines is check cashin
On your back like my 22, hey boo how is that
Matter of fact I need to be smackin yo' ass for how you act
Aiyyo we pussy eatin, eatin pussy for a hobby
Marinatin, scoopin hoes in the lobby
Our job be, takin what other niggaz got
It's the 5 to the V'n and we cold rocked the spot...
We cold rocked the spot... rocked the spot
Fake niggas, talkin' shit about me and my, my click
What to do, what to do, what to do, keep ya eyes up
Where you at, where you at, where you at
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, keep ya eyes up
T3, keep yourself, respect Allah
Jay Dee, don't do no parties for free no lie
Baatin levatatin' up in the sky
SV, got they eyes on the prize well uh
SV, got they eyes on the prize well uh, SV, SV
One on one, havin' some fun, in the master suite
Two is better than one, let's make it a masterpiece
You love it when my crew say we from the D
You love it when my crew say we work for apathy
I hate it when these motherfuckers player hate me
Motor-bot, the executioner of wack emcees
Motorbot makin' sure niggas is casualties
Juggernaut, you can say my crew will never be soft
SV, we the type of crew that never fall off
Eyes up
Where you at, where you at
Where you at, where you at
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
Eyes up
Jay Dee, don't do no parties for free, no lie
Jay Dee, don't do no parties for free, no lie
Jay Dee, don't do no parties for free, no lie
Where you at, where you at, where you at
C'on, c'on
Say, my jam knocks
We knockin' motherfuckers out they damn socks
Remastered it's the S of the pad lock
Been makin' money, I been had a fat knot
Been loopin' up the shit to make ya head nod
You say my jam knocks
You can hear me coming off the damn blocks
Since a kid I ain't never played wit damn blocks
And I was never ever known to cock block
Like jealous niggas that must wanna get socked
Them niggas make me wanna cop a damn glock
You say, say, say my jam knocks
These ladies know, Jay, can make the bed rock
Be hittin' like bam bam, in bed rock
Compare the S to gators we them big blocks
We stir fry mutherfuckers like a damn wop
Rock and rule niggas like my man mop
So when my band rocks, watch the bands flop
You say my jam knocks
You can say the S is the soul shock
The soul shot known to make 'em shell shocked
When devinous cats used to pop locks
I steal earls, when I used to pop locks
The S twist shit up like a dread lock
You say my jam knocks, you say my jam knocks
So keep ya eyes up
Where you at, where you at, where you at
[Incomprehensible]
Eyes up
T3, keep yourself, respect Allah
T3, keep yourself, respect Allah
T3, keep yourself, respect Allah
It's like again y'all uh huh, uh huh, one, two
It's like again y'all uh huh, uh huh, one, two
It's like makin' money's critical rhyme written, lyrical
Some emcees will never know what we keep on giving and
Makin' music beautiful and we keep delivering y'all niggas to the fall
And I ain't forgivin' it, I should do some ill sh, like, like
Break your ligaments, then you would be feelin' shit
Known to be doing shit and if you do some shit
Know who you fuckin' wit
Never fuck around with the click
Don't fuck around wit the click
You might get ya melon split
Uh huh, again y'all, uh huh, one, two
It's like uh huh, again y'all, uh huh, one, two
It's like eyes up
Where you at, where you at, where you at
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
It's like eyes up
T3, keep yourself, respect Allah
Jay Dee, don't do no parties for free no lie
Baatin levatatin' up in the sky
SV, got they eyes on the prize well uh
SV, got they eyes on the prize well uh
SV, got they eyes on the prize well uh
I don't know
Yo, yo, yo
I don't know why the fuck I'm fuckin' wit you
I don't know why the fuck I'm fuckin' wit you
See I don't know why the fuck I'm fuckin' wit you
See I don't know why the fuck I'm fuckin' wit you
You, you, you
Could ask my man, T3, I ain't the one to be
Played like a nigga that you use to play for money
And no time for acting, funky, with me
You best believe that you won't, do it
I'm influenced to like uh, you know
And then I pick up the phone shit, I don't know
She walks by casual says my loot is usual
Battin' says it's him too
To all my ladies in the place, I mean your whole crew is like yeah
You know the S is my crew we rule, what man you know
We got a whole flock of niggas with glocks, you know
But I don't know why I'm fucking with you
Yo I don't know why the fuck I'm fuckin' wit you
See I don't know why the fuck I'm fuckin' wit you
See I don't know why the fuck I'm fuckin' wit you
See I don't know why the fuck I'm fuckin' wit you
You, you
It's like, you know, you scandalous as hell
Yeah I can tell, from your nails to the Chanel
Say whatever you doin', you doin' it well
You're jockin' my man R.L. too
Wait see you, shouldn't do the things you do
But you constantly do your bad self
Also you, love to, eh, eh
See I'ma get wit you so we can uh
And if you don't know, your shit is crucial
To all my people in the place if you need to know I
Rock with the band enough to say watch ya man
Do my shit on the dance floor and if you need to call me
You know my number is 3 2 1 1 7 8 8
Yo, yo, why I'm fuckin' wit you
I don't know why the fuck I'm fuckin' wit you
See I don't know why the fuck I'm fuckin' wit you
See I don't know why the fuck I'm fuckin' wit you
See I don't know why the fuck I'm fuckin' wit you
See I don't know why the fuck I'm fuckin' wit you
See I don't know why the fuck I'm fuckin' wit you
See I don't know why the fuck I'm fuckin' wit you
See I don't know why the fuck I'm fuckin' wit you
Aight, Jeff do what you do
This one goin out to, all these bitch niggaz
Talk shit 'bout me, 'bout my clique
Talk about how much WE bullshittin, knahmsayin
You gotta get yo' shit together, shit
You ain't got yo'self together and +I'm+ bullshittin
I got cash, you broke, still I'm bullshittin
Listen, I could give a FUCK about what
you do, and you do this, what
is it, my man, you know that I don't play
{De La Soul sample of Pos: "I don't, I don't, I don't play
And if you take offense FUCK IT~! Got to be that way, J.D."}
[laughter]
It escapes me; awwwwwwww shit was so funny man
Was you what, what burn
That song uhh, the first song they ever came out with (hmm)
Umm, "Bullshit"
[singing] Can't cook up a good man
Pull up about, yeah, pull up
Nuh-uh, pull up a seed or some shit
[Jay Dee]
You ain't gotta play hard to get
I know you, I know you like the art of sex
I'm puttin' down my plan like a architect
It's for you (and huh!) we can all get wet
I got alot of nerve talking this to you right
I'm straight up, and this should make sense to you
Girl you ain't gotta front don't be actin' dumb
And if you got the goods, then I want some
No time to get down this ain't no la di da
But I ain't never fucked wit' a menage a trois
It's three like the stripes on the a-di-das
Gettin' live like we at the mardi gras
We gettin' live like we at the mardi gras
Three is the magic number ask my part-i-ner
I be servin' that ass like a bar-ten-der
I'm only too bold to be watchin' ya
I'm only too bold to be watchin' ya
Chorus
I want you right here in the world
Bein' wit' you all alone
It's like a dream's come true
[T3]
See these things get sold
I'm caught up in ya game I'm kinda tango
Maybe it's the way you sed---huuuu on the down-low
Sayin' things to me that one T3 would only know
I wanna tell you though that these things seem to mean
Situations keep you from point A to B
I certainly put a counsel on our mistakes
I got a mission on two girls on a hot beach
Everythings to reach and ain't nobody stoppin' me
It just relax me 'cause they know I gotta plan for each
Hhhhyeah every last know I gotta plan for each
Ya know I, ya know I gotta plan for each
Chorus
[Baatin]
Thought you knew Baatin was prelickormiss
Which one of you queens is comin' to get with this
Already got one holdin' my arm in this
But I need a couple to add to my list
Take a position in my world of compassion
Satisfaction, ecstacy
Callin' you callin' me
I know you yearnin' for sexual longevity
My name is Baatin Rasual Rasii
Tantric master, sex, two or three
Ecstacy, callin' you callin' me
I know your hubby ain't givin' you no action
Well for one he's too damn masculine
He need to relax, and take some lessons on givin' you climax
All alone, it's like a dream's come true
Chorus (3x)
[Elzhi:]
Mona Lisa, how long have I waited for this day
For us to take a ride in my cranberry lay
You got the scented Claiborne, the look of Mary K.
And a rock on your finger like you took a married name
We stop at your favorite spot to get your Mary Jane
You been smokin' for years, funny things never change
Your all that I need, in and not in every way
Yes, you could say I felt Method Man and Mary J.
[Hook: x2]
"What is this" (just chill it) "Who are you" (come feel it)
"Is this su-" (-perficial, love is certain)
[T3:]
I got a pocket full of fitties
Drunk pissy, doing deuce-sixties, my niggaz comin' wit me
I go by the name of tre' thirty, sick birdie
I can't sleep at night dog I'm dirty
I take my mans ta the spot, when it's hot
We things, in the car we gangsta we think we not
We doing things we can't deny but y'all supposed to try
The same niggaz that be asking us why
But girl I'm trying to get you, I love to get you
I wanna sit wit you and be laughin' wit you
I ain't the type of people that be holding out
Now step up in this whip and let's be rolling out
[Hook x2]
[Baatin:]
When I come correct, you know it ain't just my words
I penatrate ya nerve and sex up ya curve
And, I know it sounds superficial, but I'm so hardcore
Hard like a rock in a creek, and If ecstasy is what you seek
Welcome to my world where the climax is all night and all day
We doing it 'til the sun lay
(come into my zone where the bliss is deep)
[All]
Things you do to me, things you do to me, things you do to me
things you do to me .....
[Jay Dee]
Check this shit out...
I got an eye, for you so why
do I socialize bout (run it back, run it back)
I got an eye, for you so why
do I socialize, don't ask me why
I look in your eyes, and fantisize
Bout you and I, then I wish I
Now I'm the fly shit that you like (run it back)
I'm the FLY shit that you like
And I dispise you and didn't surprise me
we be fly you told me lies
and all this time, you was the sly shit
I dispise, why you be shy?
You look me in the eye, I wonder why
You do the things to me
[All]
Things you do to me (run it back)
Things you do to me
Things you do to me (run it back)
Things you do to me
Things you do to me
[T3]
I knew this girl by the name of Hotpants
I miss those pants, babe you know you accelerate
You made me wait, for a goddam day
I mean the nerve of this chick, giving in so late
But you straight, you straight maybe you shouldn't be so hard
I mean oh my God (run it back) OH MY GOD!
I mean 111 its not a murder-uh
And even if I was I wouldn't murder-ya
Come here girl and give me all your uh
Give me all your uh, Things you do to me
[All]
Things you do to me
Things you do to me
Things you do to me
Things you do to me
Things you do to me
[Baatin]
Whats the probl-im Ach-im? You better come clean
Get you whacked cause you wack
Its like a Kodak (Run it back)
Whats the probl-im Ach-im? You better come clean
Get you whacked cause you wack
Its like a Kodak, what I mean, a photograph
MY MIND, had me runnin for telegraph
FOR YOU, OHHHH, for our conversation we would fuck
On the roof hit a tantrum, say mama hold it back
The stimulator, tantrum master
Visualize the lotus, ladies and women the khakis is in my lingum
Notice the tactic, YOUR MINE (run it back) YOUR MINE
Things you do to me, uh OHHHHHHH
[All]
Things you do to me
Things you do to me
Things you do to me
Things you do to me
Yeah
I got a rhyme for those dudes who lie about me and mine
Yo run it back, run it back
I got a rhyme for those dudes who lie about me and mine
I squeeze them nines, from behind the blinds
I leave flat in ground in the pine box! I'm not a killa wit mine
But I get rid of nigga that get piece of mine
Well if you got the bar separate me from mine
I must be dope for you to steal my style
Tryin' to take my sound yo run it back, run it back
I must be dope for you to steal my style
Tryin' to take my sound you don't want those pieces out
Better yet you better kneel in church
Don't these hurr, put a hole through your detrik fur
Your little style that you got is subminimal
Is you ready to swing, blows wit a criminal
Things we do to you
Things we do and doing
Things we to do you
Things we doing
Things we do to you
Things we do and doing
Things we to do you
Things we doing
Things we do to you
Things we do and doing
Things we to do you
Things we doing
Things we do to you
Things we do and doing
Things we to do you
Things we doing
You heard the click, pushin' scurshin' whips
New sherlings kicks, two words I'm sick
Run it back, I'm sick every verse I spit
That I curse you rib I find the words that fit
They come together like hoes on the curb for dick
On an urge to trick, for them services
Call me sir or if you prefer to diss get turned and twist
Whoa nervousness
I curse and piss, on any nigga that's lame
Call me sick and insane talkin' chickens for brains
Shift the stick in the range when I click and I bang!
Niggas pick up your frame, till you lifted in shame
They goin' down quite quick like a [Incomprehensible] flame
I'm in the wickedest game
Run it back, Wickedest game don't get stick for ya chain
It's the Slum to the Villa, your head unda the pilla
Why? We're coming kill ya
Things we do to you
Things we do and doing
Things we to do you
Things we doing
Things we do to you
Things we do and doing
Things we to do you
Things we doing
Things we do to you
Things we do and doing
Things we to do you
Things we doing
Things we do to you
Things we do and doing
Things we to do you
Things we doing
Introducing the world famous, Slum Village!
Are ya ready baby? Let me know if ya ready!
All the way from Detroit!
Yeah, yeah you look and stare
I see you shook in prayer
I bust at you, bang they cuffing who?
What you wan do? 1 2, you wanna
For sho ya do, if ya hold a crew
I don't need a clip, to bust ya lip
I run ya shit, wit a swift fist
If you gon talk the shit I'm aiming quick
[53 seconds of a live performance to open]
What is the look of
It got somethin to do with umm
Bein a man and handlin your biz
What love got to do with it
Ask S.V. it's all bullshit
You know what love is
Say it with me one time - you know what love is
Be on some love shit - you know what love is
S.V. on some love shit - you know what love is
And to the bitches that love dick, and masturbate
No need for that, I get down for rap
Say word {*scratched: "Word"*}
Take it back, take take it back
What is the look of
It got somethin to do with umm
Bein a man and handlin your biz
What love got to do with it
Ask S.V. it's all bullshit
You know what love is
Say it with me one time - you know what love is
You know what love is
You know what love is
The motorbot, hasn't been slept on for a long time
It's time for me to put my mack down
But in the meantime...
Let me tell you 'bout a bitch named...
The woman looked so good she make you masturbate
Come into my life, let me show you how I operate
My name is Rassur, but you can call me, a gigolo
My teacher name is... yup yup, you know how we roll
I had a lot of shit to do, back in her astral
(Baatin nigga come back to earth) What can I do for you
Back in this bitch, comin through with my new suit
Nigga lookin fly, cause you know we got a lot of loot
When I'm on the mic, a nigga throw down his blunt
Just to hear what we say, up in this bitch
You know what love is
Say it with me now - you know what love is
What is the look of
It got somethin to do with umm
Bein a man and handlin your biz
What love got to do with it
Ask S.V. it's all bullshit
You know what love is
T3 is on the love tip y'all (you know what love is)
Yo the S is on some love tip (you know what love is)
T3 is on some love tip (you know what love is)
She said "I wanna be down with the S"
I said "Certainly let me taste your splendorness"
Bustin a Virgo, you were scandalous
Your fragrance got me losin consciousness
Your stance got me unbuckling my fucking pants
Spending, clams to finance on the two dollar romance
To do dick, to the tip, get a lick
Tell a bitch, the S is the shit, so eat a dick
You need to, you need to just give me your clit
As I get nasty like an old porno flick
Oral sex, got me caught up in the {?} bliss
T-Cedric, as I drop this dick between her tits
Yessssss... (you know what love is)
(Say it with me one now - you know what love is)
(You know what love is)
What is the look of
It got somethin to do with umm
Bein a man and handlin your biz
What love got to do with it
Ask S.V. it's all bullshit
You know what love is
Say it with me - you know what love is
Uh-huh, uh-huh, you know what love is
You know what love is
Real love, true love
Tainted love, real love
True love, tainted love
Real love, true love
Tainted love
Think of her think of me, think about us it's a intimacy
I'm tryin' to strum like guitars in this beat
And consider ridin' she'll kick the blahs spleen
Plus, you got a man but he ain't quite me
The type of man that try to give you what you need
And, he wanna know where you are where you be
Where you going where you today where you started to be, damn
If I was him I wouldn't even leave
I would trust you what you say that you are where you been
Say, he the type of nigga that's still cheap
Take his girl on a date and they go to Mickey D's
See, I'm the type that try to style in a jeep
Try to take you out to see things and occasionally creep
Yeah your man is doing things I can't really see
Don't sound too good it sound tainted to me
Real love, true love
Tainted love, real love
True love, tainted love
Real love, true love
Real love
How many years does it take for a record to blow?
I'm doin' exactly how many licks it took for my hoes
Spendin' your cash flow 'cause she was so out hoe
Scandal love, 'cause love full of scandal
Too much chick for that ass she couldn't handle that
Well it's the same tainted love in the music business
People they lose that brain just to get up in this
Let's be a star for day, everything in life is just okay
People say things they don't really wanna say
Hey but it's okay 'cause your a star for the day
People a smile at you when they really wanna frown
Well a that's just the way tainted folk get down
Just keep it real and, we'll see
When the situation is tainted love is always free
Love is always free, love is always free
Real love, true love
Tainted love, real love
True love, tainted love
Real love, true love
Check it out, you said you love me but is it really real
Would you, fix me green tea if I'm feelin' ill
Could you, give me a back rub to sooth after a long day
Dinner by candlelight but your the main entree
And if so I do the same with other treats to give you
Trailin' rose pedals from your door to beneath your pillow
With a bucket of champagne on your night stand
Experience with someone who want in they life span, the same
Real love, real, real
Everybody knows that love's real love, someone to trust in you for real
Everybody need love that's real, I would never want nothin' tainted
Wait a minute what you feel, faded if your lovin' was tainted
True, oh, I know true love is hard to find, just let it find you for real
If you found love then keep it real, keep love from being tainted
Being tainted oh, do you be alright
Just sit y'all, Dwele, one more time y'all, then you'll be, alright
There I was sittin there lookin, waitin'
Waitin' for the chance to get to date you
I'm sayin', I'm sick of games, sick of solos
Sure need you around when its all over
Listen, I'm not sayin' this to offend you
But, since the day I met you, I knew
I would bend you, over, not sayin' it's about that
It's about us blending like vocals on ill tracks
Classic, like a novel by Stephen King
Always restin' by the revel where a social reign
Sex, it's the farthest thing from my mind
I'm thinkin' how we get together like the starter line
Fiction to all the ladies that want it real
A brief description on how a nigga might feel
This is one page out, a black book
This is, how it goes when its all good, sista
And back, forth and forth, back
And back, forth and forth, back
And back, forth and forth, back
And back, forth and forth, back
Just keep the sun in my storm clouds
Appreciate you as a man, I was born child, young
Lookin' for young girls to party with
Make your body shift, shake up your cartilage
Women, I wasn't satisfied with just one
I'll rip your valentine and having time adjusting, it's hard
I thought not a soul could change me
You honor roll, I was down with hoes in grade 'C', level
I guess there is roses in the ghetto
Gotta find them, always meet the dozen not the diamond, coal
Been supportive, now my days shorter
When they was longer, dealin' with the side effects were calmer
Mistakes, I tripped over in my early days
Making the skies over few look a pearly gray, dirty
Until you came along and laid it on
I'll stick with you even if my man say it's wrong, for real
And back, forth and forth, back
And back, forth and forth, back
And back, forth and forth, back
And back, forth and forth, back
Since it's my last joint, I guess I gotta put it down
For the queens who fiend for the kings who come around
I wanna extend the jewels to the crown
Behold, you are soul that is lost, never found
Still a virgin 'cause you, untouched
Fuckin' around with low-life, niggas, gettin' fucked
You need a king to put it down, right
I know you want something that's more than just a one-night
Stand tall, never fall for the less queen
Naive, niggas with tired ass raps, stuck in his dream state
With his truck and his real estate, fell for the bait
Not knowing he's tryna change what's sealed in his fate
Just a mouse lookin' through a crack of the gates
To a soul never coming back, cultivators never laid to realize
Self and when it's done the queen of queens
Will complete your wealth, know thy self
And back, forth and forth, back
And back, forth and forth, back
And back, forth and forth, back
Turn it up
Turn it up
New S V
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
I ain't about shit
Nope, what me dog
I don't floss nope
I ain't that nigga jay dee, uh uh
You ain't never seen me balling out at the bar right?
I don't rock my ice and bounce foreign cars
And my rover ain't the hottest rover you ever seen
That ain't a TV screen
It ain't sitting on eighteens dog
I ain't gaining no green and my chain don't swing, uh
I ain't doin' my thing
I ain't doin' a thing
I ain't got none of that dough with none of them cars
I ain't fucked none of them hoes in none of them bars
I don't smoke weed, I ain't use to mess with this threes
I ain't from the D, no I wasn't blessed with the beats
I don't be at the spot swinging my chain like this
Swinging my thing 'til these motherfuckers bang my shit
I don't sip mo', I ain't never popped Cris
This Rollie just don't look right sitting on my wrist huh?
Uh uh, wasn't me
Dip the Sean John
Sip the cham don
Shit you want some
I don't hold heat
Naw, I ain't never caught a case
I don't know what titles to trace
I ain't as tight as they say
I don't ball out with my click at all
But I do show niggas how to spit this bar
Flow make the hoes put the dick at y'all
S V beeyatch, what the fuck you thought?
What
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Aight, okay, yup it was me
Yes I must admit, it was that nigga T3
Yeah yeah, I did it, okay blame it on me
Yeah, I'm that nigga that's hitting bitches that's overseas
Yes I'm that motherfucker hot damn I'm a G
I'm the nigga who rip, I'm the one that emcees
Yeah, I'm that type of nigga talking trash up in your face
Okay it was me, I hit your girl up in your place
Place the bitch on the mat and sprayed the cum up on her face
Tell the chick to participate, she call me everyday
Anyway, I got a crew that always give you what you need
We don't hold it against you, if your crew ain't up to speed
See, we be them
We be them niggas S V
You can do what you gotta do
You will never see three
(Three)
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Maybe it's that nigga Titus
Maybe it's me
Maybe he's part of the group
The S and the V
Maybe my name is Rasaul Rassi
Maybe I'm Christ?
Maybe the sun
The one
Maybe I'm the nigga who pulled the gat first
(Maybe)
Pointed at the casket and blasted at the hearest
Niggas they front, you just learning to roll the blunt
(Hard)
(Huh)
Been there, done that, I'm on that other shit
(Nana)
Gradually speeding out my body 'til I fell away
Maybe my crew is like an omen, from the great lake
Maybe I'm the first fish who bit at the bait
(Bait)
Catching a crab from a bitch on a blind date
Maybe it was Titus who paved the way
Maybe it was Titus who came to save the day
Maybe you like me, maybe you don't, you give a fuck
(Fuck)
Probably with my crew that made you raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Raise it up
Fuck, cause you're a whore
Whassup? Really nuttin - much~!
Yo, what?
The fuck, sup? Nuttin much
Yo, yo
What the fuck were you tryin to prove?
Tryin to disturb this nigga T3 groove see
I would prefer, all of y'all just to move
But every time I grip mics, you always in my face
I mean give me some space, but you don't, and you won't
Boy here's a pen pad, I'ma write down my number
for you, cause youse a fag
I mean you must have a want for me
Time you grip mics, first in line for open mic
You're, all on my cock rock you need to just stop
You're, all on my cock, my cock and in my rock
I mean stop the shit, you suckin my dick
You rappin with me? You rappin with X
The crew, I don't think not
You at the microphone like your panties was hot
Just like you was a young girl givin up twat
Yo homebwoi, you need to just stop
Matter of fact, get off my dillz jock
If I see you I'm gonna bust you in your knot
That's right
Uhh... uh-huh, yeah, sup
7-8, uhh
Tay what's that shit I said
That shit is fresh, damn!!
(Players)
It's the seven eighty-eight
DDT a, just like Jake The Snake
Actually, we don't participate
But if you do then I'ma see you at your Wake
(Players)
Don't let the drama fluctuate, I don't wanna
I gotta, because it's snakes
Now where would we be at, if we let you do that
We'd probably, be laying on our backs
(Players)
Talkin' this and that you on my
Your plan yeah, it was wack
I never would play myself out like that
But, um, I guess that's where you at
(Players)
(Then I'ma play a game for ya)
What I'ma do is like, uh
Cut out ya whole crew
'Cause ya crew likes to bite us
Y'all stick to freestyling
'Cause y'all ain't no writers, trying to be some
(Players)
And can't play the game
See ya, sound the same
And ya claim to be something you ain't
And won't be without SV
(That's right)
Y'all need to be smacked
Open hands and beat by these
(Players)
I could give a fuck about this shit
You all up in my face over some ho shit
Just come out
You wanna be wit my click, you must know, really
How wild I get, when I walk in the place saying
(Players)
Yes, Yes
There's some people who really wanna see the S
Personally, I could give a fuck less
Check ya lady, she's a groupie ho
Opening her coochie hole, fuck that ho
(Players)
[Incomprehensible]
When you front, this is for [Incomprehensible], you
You, you, you, you, you, you
Yo, Yo, you wanna be some
(Players)
And can't play this game
Ya, sound the same
And ya claim to be something you ain't
And won't be without SV
Y'all need to be smacked, open hands and beat by these
(Players)
Talkin' this and that you on my
Your plan yeah, it was wack
I never would play myself out like that
But, um, I guess that's where you at
(Players)
For me to hold you up
You think I really give a fuck
You, you, you, you and your crew
Y'all just some
[Jay Dee]
Its like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
how I keep from goin under my seat, to get it
And uh, niggas in their crew sayin im the bullshittin inside
guess thats the reason ya'll niggas stay casting its a
shame you gotta watch your, back
And niggas don't know jack or, bout a cast so
I'm sick of niggas poppin up in my crib
Ballin they mouths and shit, got me duckin
dodgin under the fuckin matress and uh
Its time to undress these niggas that know my address
And this nigga don't take no mess
Call me papa boy.
These prince niggas all wait, showin they ass for nothin
and ain't never around when shit starts jumpin off...
Your dogs, we in and bout to get that ass busted the fuck back
When that ass starts to actin up, boy you don't know how to act
keep burnin ohh ohh
[Chorus]
And my mind say...
Keep it On,
Rockin this beat, Ya'll
You don't stop Keep it On
You know I got Ya'll
[T3]
Counterfiet niggas be runnin
Tryin to to take shit or money that wasn't
yours in the first place
You know how Wally gets, know my wallet, know how Wally gets
you know my money, and uh thats what my wallet gets
100 dollors bills be burning shit in the bottle shit
We make a ton of shit and uh, you not a part of it
If you get caught of it then, you just participate
You can't get blame-alistic, shame-alist regularly
These bitches in stiches and it just, gets ridiculous
deliciously relentless. Till these niggas get transformed to niggas
To un-niggas, to anti-most-semi-niggas
Keep on
ke-ke-ke-keep burnin ohh ohhh
[Chorus]
And my mind say...
Keep it On,
Rockin this beat, Ya'll
You don't stop Keep it On
You know I got Ya'll
[Baatin]
You either: love em, leave em, mention em
penetentury em, diss em, kiss em
Are you eligible? To be my lap dancer
Did you know I used to be a bachelor? With a widow
who slept with a dido. I never get sentimental when I put up enough
Its like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
how I... (keep burnin)
Pierce. Because I never had no new apparel
as a fellow member of the mellow level
When it comes to sexual ecstacy I get a medal
ke-ke-ke-keep burnin ohh ohhh
[Chorus]
And my mind say...
Keep it On,
Rockin this beat, Ya'll
You don't stop Keep it On
Keep Holding On â Slum Village
Detroit Deli (A Taste Of Detroit)
Wuttup tho?
Feelin' a little under the weather today.
But had some stuff to get off my chest ya know?
Now wut im 'bout to say to y'all
I ain't never said to the general public.
But y'all gotta hear me yo.
Feel me.
Verse 1:
I know I might
Sound like a got a cold and im speaking
But im cold and im sneezing
But im grown and breathin.
Hear the tone in my speaking
And it's home where he's preaching.
Both of my parents gone for a reason
Daddy's wrong just for leavin'
Mother moved on and im breathing.
(?) spirits above the stones and the deamons
she belongs in a teaching
where there's a throne and a kingdom
and deep inside my bones im believing
that the poems that im reading is the songs to my freedom.
Lik-e-ly known as deceiving
What im shown it ain't pleasing
Make me wanna throw stones at a deacon
And it home when he preaching
See that's satan makin my heart cold as a breeze
'Till it's colder from freezing.
Gotta get right
I might not make it over this evening
''cause your time here is shorter than breath
gone from wheezing.
And heard my nigga tone he was bleedin'
Through his clothes
It was leaking from some chrome that was squeezing
Now when im all alone
I be thinking im against all odds
Hoping that god will show me the evens
But im sick of being poor through the seasons
Smoke a drole through the drinkin with 2 hoes through the weekend
Bout to go to my seed andâ¦
Chorus:
Life can sometimes be so hard to bear
When u feel that theirs no one who cares
There are times u feel all hope is gone
Don't loose faith and just keep holding on and on and on
Keep holding on and on and on and on and on
Verse 2:
But sometimes I feel alone in these streets
It gets cold in these streets
My heart and soul on these streets
I lost my moms
So I hold to a piece
Of a place, state and time
Where we both in the grind
And what's love to a fatherless son?
Although he had love for his son
(Pensions?) were none to seldom
I would sit on the porch 'till the mail come
And when it came
There never was a letter with my name
My moms was there for me
She held it down 'cause she cared for me
She never left
Even in her last breathe when she sat next to death
She was always at her best never stressed
That's whyâ¦
Chorus
You gotta keep holdin' on
You gotta keep keep holdin' on
Keep holdin on just
Keep holdin' on
Keep holdin' onâ¦
Chorus
You know, if you make moves some people will envy
Say what's up with this jealousy?
You know people say shit, 'bout you and me
Uh-huh what's up with this jealousy?
Uh-huh what's up with this jealousy?
Uh-huh what's up with this jealousy?
Yes y'all I love it when you hate
Now let's calculate, take it straight to straight
Take it, to your face or wherever you lay
Oh you say? ?You fake?? and won't take shit to your face
See in the first place, you made a crucial mistake
My crew congregates just to aggravate
With plots to infiltrate and abbreviate
And if you think we out, shit we got rhythm for days
Take it to another phase with an extra stage
Havin' you feelin' the blaze of NWA
And if they ask you? ?Who you doin'?? tell 'em? that nigga Tres?
Yeah, damn right I'm great, like the porno tapes
An [Incomprehensible] for ladies and collecting papes
To these jealous niggas let the [Incomprehensible] made
[Incomprehensible] your man ain't got time for the fake
To those? [Incomprehensible] niggas need to put 'em away
You know people say shit, 'bout you, and me
Uh-huh what's up with this jealousy?
Uh-huh what's up with this jealousy?
Uh-huh what's up with this jealousy?
Spread the word, that nigga's hardcore
Envious Emcee, lyrics are 'Cagore'
Rhythm up, 'cause I'm the real Jack Ripper
I call him Jack Trippin' Over
Who call himself passin' over tryin' to provoke
The High Priest got you in my step-era
Impious niggas I don't trust
Started when Emcees when the accurate
Rackin' a nigga, step back causin' a crush
I'm good in this game, my mind left you in the dust
Check my mic when I bust you got tossed
Lost you to cry, the jealous niggas wanna floss
I'm all in your face, grippin' my nuts, nigga what, nigga what
Uh-huh what's up with this jealousy?
You know people say shit, 'bout you, and me
Uh-huh what's up with this jealousy?
Uh-huh what's up with this jealousy?
Uh-huh what's up with this jealousy?
Jealousy make you say what the fu
This goes out to my niggas that's talking the shit
Same niggas that be dubbing tapes and walking and shit
No life, having like a nigga that's stalking a bitch
No joke, broke, ya'll niggas be cracking me up
Player hating, plotting, and planning on jacking me up
Don't do it, you don't know these niggas is backing me up
Hardcore, fuck rap, [Incomprehensible] nigga what
Hardcore, pimp smacking from acting like what
Good shit, like the 55 in the back of a bus
Hot shit, SV yours whackin' the fun
Don't get jealous 'cause the S is stacking 'em up
Say what, what say
You know, if you make moves some people will envy
Say what's up with this jealousy
You know people say shit, 'bout you, and me
Uh-huh what's up with this jealousy
Uh-huh what's up with this jealousy
Uh-huh what's up with this jealousy
Here's a little somethin' for you playas, playin' in ya playpen....
We ain't playin', play on playa.........
It's fantastic
It's fantastic
It's fantastic
It's fantastic
We say fan-tas-a-ro'
You say huh, what, ya know.
It's that sh.. ay' yo.
Yeah, as we click and the furuistic zillionares
you know what I'm saying
[Freestyle #1]
back in the day we used roll up some hoes
never thought I'd be writing up a scroll on these halls
now a day niggaz be twistin up for the conversation
in my day niggaz was twisted off the meditation
[allllll child]in my day niggaz was living off of the plantation
never ever catchin some niggaz with a occupation
now a dayz niggaz be fiendin for the masturbation
from a bitch that got a dick with a clit-
pulsatin/I say is what I said
that's right niggaz be hatin
just waitin to be catching a fist to the face
waitin for a nigga to go insane, catch a case
cause his drink was laced. now check it out..
[Freestlye #2]
I'm trying to finish this album while the economy's fallin
drama be callin like it's palmin and dialin a quarter diamond
behind is a war in a mind of a foreman climate
designed for enormous giant dime proportions...riots
outside the recordin wires fires were scorchin...hydrants
apply to the stores where buyers are hypin and supportin the violence
the morgue is supplying, more over the line stiff brisk overly silent
soldiers and pilots, my eyes to the ceilin
fan's spinning by its limbs, the news is touchin like violins
pluckin by the strings, my enviroment sufferin like me by the pen
trying to find the next line to blend comin with nothin
Elzhi> I know I might sound like I got a cold and I'm sneezing
But I'm grown and i'm breathing
Hear the tone in my speaking
Both of my parents gone for a reason
Daddy's wrong just for leaving
Mother moved on and I'm grieving
Now spirits above the stones and the demons
She belongs in the teaching where there's a throne in the kingdom
And deep inside my bones I'm believing
That my poems that I'm reading is the psalms to my freedom
But life can be known as decieving
What I'm shown isn't pleasing
Makes me wanna throw stones at a deacon
In his home when he preachin
See that's Satan making my heart cold as a breeze till it's frozen from freezin
Gotta get right
I'm might not make it over this evening
Cause your time here is shorter than breath going from weezing
And I heard my nigga Tone he was bleeding
Through his clothes it was leaking from some chromes that was squeezing
Now when I'm all alone I be thinking I'm against all odds
Praying that God will show me the evens
But I'm sick of being poor through the season
Smoking dro through the drinking
With two hoes through the weekend
Bout to bone till I semen
Chorus
T3> But sometimes I feel alone on these streets
It gets cold in these streets
My heart and soul on these streets
I lost my moms so I hold to a piece
Of a place,date and time
When we both entertwined
It was love for a fatherless son
Although he had love for his son visits were none to seldom
I sit on the porch till the mail come
And when it came
Ther never was a letter with my name(damn)
But moms was ther for me
She held it down cause she cared for me
She never left
Even in her last breath when she slept next to death
She was always at her best
Never stressed
That's why i love her
Chorus
You gotta keep holdin on
You gotta keep keep holdin on keep holdin on 4x
Yo, plea-plea, plea-plea, please listen to my demo
I got a flow that goes, ain't nobody droppin no lyrics
Niggaz they fear me because I represent Jah
Yo when you hear this you better pump it in your car
Blah blah blah blah blah blah-weee, yo
My momma told me that these niggaz tried to rob her at the liquor sto'
Check me out, HOOO, RAHHHH, ahh
Check me out, uhh, check me out
HUHHHH, what you want, ahh
Yo check me out, check it out
UHH, check ahh
(Why does it have to be so damn)
MON-STAHH IS RAW~! TO...
Rough enough to crush a nigga's tree trunks
Aww my man, no time to think what she wants
I'll be damned, Stan, remember we ran
Eveywhere, God damnit I said we ran
Across streets... bzzzzzzzzzzzzzt
There go my pager blowin up with the bill that's obese
What did your momma see, {?}, fat-ass
Really, should've, left your ass, in there
It's a mosh, let's torture my niggaz
OOOOH, God damnit I said OOOOH
Do you know the things that I can do to you?
I can make you cry like your momma do
And for the wild, my style, is monumental
As my flow, is fuckin up, instrumentals
I leave it superbad cause I know he know
Take it easy, they don't they don't (they don't)
They don't they don't
They don't - they don't they don't (they don't)
They don't they don't
They don't - they don't
Ay yo yo yo, and ya don't stop
Ay yo yo yo, and ya don't stop
Ay yo yo yo, and ya don't stop
Go ladies, go ladies, go ladies, go ladies, go
Ay yo, y'all just rehearsing, rehearsing, re-a-re-a re-rehearsing
Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo, get this shit
She on our list as a lady to hit
She's kinda thick, I'm getting wit quick
Yo hit me up nine, seven, six
Thugs look to her, just like that
I see you in the corner, I like, yeah I like that
See, ho, yo, me and you girl, goin' on yo
Come to my crib lets get in some bizznesss
Wit me, what you wanna do, nigga named 3
It's gotta be like that, like it's gotta be
This girl ain't tryin' to be funky
This is how I do it ay yo, yo
This is for the ladies ay yo, yo let me get funky
Just like soul, I get on the mic and drop a flow
Just so, so y'all, niggaz might know
About this lady, I tell you this one
She lookin' good she gon get done
I swear to God, c'mon, let me tell you sumt'n
Go ladies, go ladies, go ladies, go ladies
Go ladies, go ladies, go ladies, go ladies
Go ladies, go ladies, go ladies
Ay yo, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, do it
Yo c'mon everybody get down wit us, us, us
We make the music sound marve-luh-us
Conant gardens nigga, scand-a-luh-us
I got something waitin' for you vanda-luh-us
It's in a stash box, for who wantin' my stuff
That be scoopin' up them ladies like a spach-e-lour-uh
Knowing damn-well I ain't no bach-e-luh-uh
Who gives a, I ain't askin' ya, uh
As long as she ain't fat I can handle her-uh
Yo just foolin' wit ya, yo this for the ladies, ay yo, yo
It feels good clap ya hands to the sound of uh-us
C'mon everybody get down wit uh-us
C'mon everybody get down, check it out
Go ladies, go ladies, go ladies, go ladies
Go ladies, go ladies, go ladies, go ladies
I could picture you girl, in the back
Naked in my crib girl, so what's up?
You can see me, you can see me chillin' in my black puma
Ladies coming down my nutz-it-'cuz, 'cuz
I never sweat it 'cause I know who they want
See we super-duper-duper, to the, range ro-va
Conant gardens, mac, nic n-n-n-n-,nic
Always making the ladies move and groove is my motive
The joint is on the scene and it's as long as a locomotive
When I'm on the mic I never give up, up, up ,up
Make moves, make moves, make moves, yo check it out
All the ladies in the place if you got big breasts, breasts
Come over to my place we can play chess
Go ladies, go ladies, go ladies, go ladies
Go ladies, go ladies, go ladies, go ladies
Go ladies, go ladies, go ladies, go ladies
Go ladies, go ladies, go ladies, go ladies
Ooh wee oh yeah all right
Go 'head, go 'head, go 'head, go 'head, go 'head
Ooh wee woo, c'mon girl, c'mon girl
[Elzhi]
[Elzhi]
The Moment of truth, from the flow in the booth
Is it a classic to blow through the roof
Just ask 'n let me show you the proof
We stronger than ever along with the pressure
Longer then lesser, we bonded together
Like a song belongs with a measure
We pawnded ya treasure, a thing I wont do for the chips
And this be speaking from my heart, so I ain't using my lips
Like a ventriloquist, and as I stand killing this
While this rain, critics wont admit, how I can and still exist
Its a introduction, discussin the info
stuck in my mental window, thats meant to function
Let the people be the judge
We know and expect it, you holdin the record
Way before the needle even budge
The most hated on, and I stayed alone, was rated wrong
And its a headache, like yankin domes with a straightening comb
When our bread brake, articles of artists who aren't as hard yo'
Partners by fathers, regardless they are a star you know
Soon as it politics, with dollars become a prince
Be honest,if not I promise, I'ma just switch the style of it
With possibly what the game needs,with the same greed
You fakers is with,making a hit like when you playin we...indeed
[Chorus 2X - Elzhi + T3]
We areeeeeeeee
V- Villa, V-Villa
[T3]
They say a nigga fell off when my nigga [Dilla] exited
3 albums later I kill 'em gotta represent
2 albums back [Baatin] had left
Kinda threw me off balance, put a limp in my step
But I pray for my nigga you know its one love
But let me tell you some shit thats kinda fucked up
Besides the tempting, it wasn't the empting
With the bling bling like mista ching a ling
So we didn't get a second single, or a video
So I say fuck 'em get the dick like a pretty ho
I guess we didn't need 'em, thanks for the freedom
And every time we see 'em, we let the finger greet 'em
Hey, hey, hey, h-hey, hey
What you say, get dis money
If they say what you gon' do today, just say
Hey I wanna get paid, pay day, pay day, pay day
Hey, hey, hey, h-hey, hey
What you say, get dis money
If they say what you gon' do today, just say
Hey I wanna get paid, pay day, pay day, pay day
Pay day, pay day, pay day
We dedicate this to these people out here gettin' bank
Where the oops you lose the money it's reality
Never front on a click that you can't evaluate
See I got things out here I need to situate
I got a fresh ass car on some gloss paint
People walking down the street until they feet stank
I got accountants out here handling big thangs
As I slip into the crib wit the sashay
Have my room wit the shark wit the big tank
Don't get mad 'cause I'm doing things you just can't
Hey, hey, hey, h-hey, hey
What you say, get dis money
If they say what you gon' do today, just say
Hey I wanna get paid, pay day, pay day, pay day
Pay day, pay day, pay day
My man you need to get back like the rebate
And bid he need to step up like the home plate
My man now what you know about the great lakes?
We contemplate on gettin' money like a sweepstakes
Sippin' dark grapes, party in the dark shade
You see a nigga cold chillin' like a Marl-ey Marl
And bid his ride like a Harley
Money make, a Ric, a Ric-o Suav-e
Hey radio play the S like arcades
Everyday the holiday so nigga stay paid
Celebrate the holidays wit the money
Ain't about to wait so nigga stay away
Hey, hey, hey, h-hey, hey
What you say, get dis money
If they say what you gon' do today, just say
Hey I wanna get paid, pay day, pay day, pay day
Pay day, pay day, pay day
Somebody said that radio would never ever play
Some of that Detroit, motor city for play
Honestly earning my dough, keepin' it real y'all
Countin' my cash, just showin' you how the boss ball
I never thought that we would make it up this far
Grippin' my cream color Cadillac, north star
Detroit motor city finest is who we are
This is for my ladies who get out, chill at the bar
This is for my ladies who get out, chill at the bar
When I was a young boy chillin' in my daddys nuts
All I could hear was a rhyme and dope cuts
Growin' up thinkin' I was nothin' but a glut
Another day, another buck, another slut
All I wanna do is get paid Oak Town don't stop
Hey, hey, hey, h-hey, hey
What you say, get dis money
If they say what you gon' do today, just say
Hey I wanna get paid, pay day, pay day, pay day
Hey, hey, hey, h-hey, hey
What you say, get dis money
If they say what you gon' do today, just say
Hey I wanna get paid, pay day, pay day, pay day
Pay day, pay day, pay day, pay day, pay day, pay day
Rock to the rhythm, forth and back
Forth and back, forth and back back back...
Just rock to the rhythm, forth and back
Forth and back, forth and back back back...
Don't make no sense
You ain't gotta grab the microphone to pay your rent
It's too many, so-called MC's rappin
Put your shit down, you can't make it happen
Continue, to do what you do
So my crew can bring out the cool in you and you
Don't front on the S my man
What you do is thank God for the dammmmmn
Rock to the rhythm, forth and back
Forth and back, forth and back back back...
Rock to the rhythm, forth and back
Forth and back, forth and back back back...
The S.V. clique, yeah we it
Turn around and say what? And to rhyme against
How dare when you front so {nigga} tell me what time it is
It's time to stop the whack rhymin and stop grabbin your {penis}
This is for the {niggaz} who get freaky with it
Cause it can get hectic, hectic
It get to the S.V. clique, rhymin's a fair connect
Soldier just move it, keep movin it
Rock to the rhythm, forth and back
Forth and back, forth and back back back...
Rock to the rhythm, forth and back
Forth and back, forth and back back back...
This is the moment that you all been waitin fo'
The S is the {shit} c'mon, y'know
This is for the whack {niggaz} who don't know
That my crew is definitely the solid rock
Don't make a, young {nigga} pull out a glock
Cause my glock is my microphone
I had to put it down sometimes, what a {nigga} gotta do
to convince the masses this is the dopest crew
So when you criticize, you better make sure
two thumbs is up, {nigga} what~?! I think you oughta
Rock to the rhythm, forth and back
Forth and back, see forth and back back back
Yeah rock to the rhythm, forth and back
Forth and back, forth and back back back...
Rock to the rhythm, forth and back
Forth and back, forth and back back back...
Rawwwwk to the rhythm, forth and back
Uhh, yes yes, y'all
To the beat, and the S.V.'s is rockin it swift
Yes y'all, lyrics just come off like shifts
See when I'm on the microphone how fly I get
Yes y'all, my crew don't take no bullshit
Bullshit not never, never get wet up
Your hoe want to know why the crew's gettin better
Not sayin shit, just gettin my flows together
Yes y'all, to the beat and
What y'all, if you hear what I am sayin
Hoes get dig down and get dug down when I start sprayin
Cause when I'm on the microphone there will be no delayin
No playin
You think we talk cause we don't bust gats
Others be like they're weak cause they don't kill in they raps
(Kill in they raps) Fuck that! We from the city of crooks
Niggaz be dyin for givin them fake-ass looks'll
get yo', shit took quick, check it in
Niggaz pony down while the hoes Errol Flynn
OOH, OOH! With the usual
My niggaz sip on chamille to a fruit Mentos, Mentos
What do you get with fruity Mentos
You get a phone # and a light-skinned hoe
Let me tell you 'bout redbone, she give a good blow
Just to let you know that my crew is the dome
The good ol' boys, flat out, we number uno
The S, capital V-E-E
My name is Baatin, ras O-Y-C
Like to get busy, just, let me know
I like a good freak, after a show
It's nice to penetrate, a beautiful hoe
Pick up a microphone, then I'm at it again
Tell the whole damn world that I'm, just a friend
Rip yo' lady, because she called me her master
Your whole damn crew wanna, do me slow
Now I'm back, wearin yo' momma like a lambskin
We can do this, like never before
I'm a FREAK~! And if I tell you once mo'
It'll be the third time like my nigga Arell
Mysteriously the S, prevail
Like them niggaz in penitentiary jail cell
When you grip the mic boy you whack as hell
And I can tell, and on the mic they call me RL
This is for the niggaz who get rail for rail
Doin tricks with the mic like Michelle Farreil
And I'm real with the mic boy as you can tell
And my crew is the whole ride, you see we never would fail
Or front subject, and if we do - tch, oh well
It'll never happen thus we have protective shells
And to the beat, my crew's never obsolete
With techniques, either you six feet deep
And to the beat, and you don't stop
And to the beat, and you don't stop
And to the beat, and you don't stop
S.V. got the shit that just drops
And to the beat, and you don't stop
And to the beat, and you don't stop
And to the beat, and you don't stop
S.V., is the in-fi-not
And to the beat, and you don't stop
And to the beat, and you don't stop
One, two
One, two
Fall in love
Things you do
Don't sell yourself to fall in love
Things you do
One, two
Lady's lovin my music is like some sex shit
Niggas tryin' to grip up my mic like, it's a dick
Run around the corner to pick up the new shit
Toss this in the deck so niggas can catch wreck
I'm the motherfucker grippin' the mic like, it's a joke
Niggas fall in love with the music like, its a ho'
Put down your mic, you lost your whole goal
You take it too seriously like it's a gamble
Fuck this rap shit, I listen to classical
In the studio loop as usual lovin' my lyrical
Fuck bitches that you would know
I'm out of this 'cause you wanna be below
Y'all niggas in love with the S, y'all niggas in love with S
To fall in love
Things you do
Don't sell yourself to fall in love
Things you do
Yeah, Jay-Dee man, I see sometimes
I sit and wonder when I think about these written rhyme
How'd I get to the point, constantly takin' all my time
Time I could of been spending gettin' cash, gettin' mine
Hopin' one day it comes around
One day when I'm the nigga gettin' money
Gettin' cash, gettin' signed
Gettin' the fuck out the ghetto, 'cause I'm tired of crime
But it's a crime that I feel this fuckin' waste of time
But sometimes I feel like this shit here is a waste of time
Yours and mine, to these niggas out here tryin' to rhyme
Your reason for a better should of been genuine
I do it because it gives me a sort of peace of mind
And for the love
Don't sell yourself to fall in love
Things you do
Yo, one, two
Don't sell yourself to fall in love
With those things you do
Word up, word up
To fall in love
Ah, one, two, yeah
SV, word up, word up
Aaie, that's right
Uh, uh, uh and to my nigga, Jay-Dee, uh
Uh, my nigga T-3 uh, oh
That nigga Batian, uh, uh, that's my crew
Yo, uh, oh, this going out to my nigga Bust
And all my other motherfucka
What up to all you tryin' to bust us
Tryin' to get down with us
'Cause we know you just mad as hell
Yo, I'll give 'em the mic, eh
So, niggas didn't know that I am T-3 on the mic
I do what, I do what I like, to get down right tonight
'Cause, 'cause I get down tonight, yo
Niggas try and put up a fight, wit us, yo
I remember the day that you showed your ass
Full moonin, wolf nigga transformin
Burnin rubber, that get you nowhere fast
You doin stupid shit so that these whores can swarm in
See when Baatin say he got yo' back, you better trust
You know you fucked up, tellin rumors on my crew
But fuck the dumb, you gotta estimate
Before you tell a lie on the 7-88, 88
You told my man to come and get it
And when he did it, you fronted on his ass when you did it
You won't admit it, yet you know you bullshitted
Yet you walk around town like your shit is sweet scented
And in a minute, niggaz intend us to get in it
I recommend this, estimate it
Don't false advertise us no need for pretendin
to be someone you're not when you can't hide your feelings
YOUR TRUE FEELINGS~! Cause you can't hide your true feelings
I get the feeling, you got devious intentions
Actin like a Willie when you're just a Sir William
Cause you're hollow on the inside cause you got no feelings
You gotta estimate yo' fate yes you in touch
You wanna be down, but your crew is all in it
My city's Motown, my crew is Slum Village
Macknickalous niggaz don't give a fuck about image
We bustin jams on the ceiling
We is the, hey it's the, we is the
Hey it's the, ahhh-ahhhhhh
Don't put your bitch out there like that
if you don't want her out there like that
Don't put your bitch out there like that
if you don't want her out there like that
Don't put your bitch out there like that
if you don't want her out there like that
Yo, me and my man Fin to get on some disco
Come on
What you want, disco, we got it for you
Up up in the club we make 'em disco
On the street corners make 'em disco, come on
What you need, disco, we got more for you
In the barber shops make 'em disco
In the beauty shops make 'em disco come on
What you want, disco, we got it for you
Thug ass niggas wanna disco
Pretty ass uh wanna disco, come on
What you need, disco, we got more for you
Up, up in the club disco
Uh, come on and disco
Come on, I wanna see y'all take it there on the floor
You wanted the Slum so we came with some more
I hate y'all people who hate them people who
Like to make y'all shake and make good music who
Us, we coming in the pl-ace
No time to conversate get funky like the bass
Get down to the sound and the Slum is on the trace
Don't worry about the Sobe, 'cuz the Slum is on the case
Dirty District, dusty music
The funk so nasty can make you lose a nugget
If you want to, bring your bloozey
Watch out for this one, this here's a doozey
What you need, disco, we got it for you
Up up in the club we make 'em disco
On the street corners make 'em disco, come on
What you want, disco, we got it for you
We got the funk to make you disco
Elzhi drop a verse to make 'em disco, come on
Don't sell yourself to fall in love
You're in climax, 'cuz after it's done then go ladies
I mean what's up with all the jealousy
You knew that it was you, her and me
You tryna CB4 you better raise it up
Out of my crib take a cab
'Cuz content gardens is where they flatten your wig
This for a certain chick whose name remains untitled
This is to you, for you and by you
Got sick and tired of going forth and back
Arguing about paper stacks, told you to hold tight
But you stayed tryna get dis money
Asked you where my dough, you said, "I don't know"
I know the sex was fantastic
It's the Thelonius when I'm boning chicks
It gets the mattress
Girl, tell me if you want something you can just
Make plump and if so then keep your eyes up
Now we buckwilding what's that all about
Once upon a time you was down now we falling out
Sweetheart we the players
You wouldn't understand if you bought Volume two from the bootleggers
What you want, disco, we got it for you
Up, up in the club we make 'em disco
On the street corners make 'em disco, come on
What you need disco, we got more for you
We got the soul to make you disco
S V will drop the funk to make you disco. come on
What you want, disco, we got it for you
We'll make you disco
Pretty ass women wanna disco
What you need, disco, we got more for you
We got the funk to make you disco
'Yo this O. D. B. and slum village
Detroit wild out, you know how we do
Girl, if you're flexible, intellectual
Bisexual, can I get next to you
If you're flexible than, we can keep it dirty and sexual
If your man front, than we gotta knock the nigga out
Smack the nigga up, stomp the nigga out, clap clap the nigga up
She got a man, but her man ain't me
I'm a, M. A. C. to P I M P
I'm a, show her things, and spend a little cheese, baby
'Cuz your man ain't doin' the right thing lately
Yup, so I'm steppin' in his house
If the nigga step up I'm a knock the nigga out
So I'm here with a beer and a glove
With some thugs and some chicks with some derry' ass
She got a man, it ain't fair, I don't care
I ain't scared with my dudes and I come prepared
Ladies, lemme see what you workin' with
Make a nigga stay at home like a punishment
I'm tryin' to think of us, think of we girl
Think about us, and some, and T3
Girl, if you're flexible, intellectual
Bisexual, can I get next to you
If you're flexible than, we can keep it dirty and sexual
If your man front, than we gotta knock the nigga out
Smack the nigga up, stomp the nigga out, clap clap the nigga up
Yeah, you know how slum do, when we come through
Gum shoe, air force is a pair of air Jordan's
Pelle pel, are old school with gangsta white walls
Tailor suits, coordinatin' with the gator boots
Before you hate on what we do, it's a d thang
You flamin' at a cappa-rae offa Alize
Where the ladies at, pushin' back you baby phat
Make it clap like eight gats
Stayin' at the infenium, just use the key
You got a man, but what your man gotta do with me
He don't want it, nah, he don't know the niggas
Roll with dreadknotts, cardy boys, and a mil', phat killas
Raw CD twelve, but don't mind that
And we should hit the telly up, I got the remy and the dime bag
Girl, if you're flexible, intellectual
Bisexual, can I get next to you
If you're flexible than, we can keep it dirty and sexual
If your man front, than we gotta knock the nigga out
Smack the nigga up, stomp the nigga out, clap clap the nigga up
Keep it dirty nuh
Keep it dirty nuh
Keep it dirty nuh
Keep it dirty nuh
What, they don't wanna fuck with us
They don't wanna feel the pain and get bruised and touched
She was down with your team, now she roll with us
Brought he girlfriend with her and it's all a plus
She wanna do what the players do, play how the players play
And she don't like how you treated her anyway
Yeah, you said you love me, but is it really real
Would you break me off first, and let my nigga phil hit you
Picture my caddy truck, we sexin' in the backseat
Or in my room, you bucky naked in my black mink
Girl, it's either 'this or that', like it's black sheep
I know it's on, if you twistin' back my pistons cap
Ignore the phone, if it's your man, let the machine get it
Matter fact, turn off the ringer, and let me lean in it
Keep it dirty nuh
Keep it dirty nuh
Keep it dirty nuh
Girl, if you're flexible, intellectual
Bisexual, can I get next to you
If you're flexible than, we can keep it dirty and sexual
If your man front, than we gotta knock the nigga out
Smack the nigga up, stomp the nigga out, clap clap the nigga up
There's many ways to touch ya
I been thinkin' of you
Let me count the ways to fuck you
You're all I want girl
There's many ways to touch ya
I been thinkin' of you
Let me count the ways to fuck you
You're all I want girl
It goes day one
I would take her on a short vacation
Some place to chill, probably some place warm
Don't pack nothin' but bathin' suits and shorts hon' and thats for real girl
And then step two when you land off the plane up in Malibu
Limo, chauffeur service awaits you
Champagne open and the sunroof too
Black leather interior trimmed in powder blue
We roll out then we shift to step three
Hotel accommodation is lovely
There's no way they hand us the wrong key
Top floor you know the penthouse suite
It's plushed out, there's six rooms for two weeks
There's three beds, two baths, one jacuzzi
You got a wardrobe sittin' in ya dresser draw
Thats when El steps in to setup step four
There's many ways to touch ya
I been thinkin' of you
Let me count the ways to fuck you
You're all I want girl
There's many ways to touch ya
I been thinkin' of you
Let me count the ways to fuck you
You're all I want girl
Yeah, there's lingerie and a blindfold with handcuffs
Chardinay for the wardro and cameras
So we can play back this moment in a DVD
And mama send this bad truck through the three TVs
The waters runnin' for your bath now we at step five
Givin you head with like bein' baptized
Dryin' you off and let you get inside your neglige
Pour some wine like the dro and let the record play
Dwele G track 10 thats my favorite edge
You blazin' with me we laughin' and on our way to six
Stick my tongue in ya ear and set the mood right
Hit the balcony and grind you in the moonlight
You horny off the gentle breeze before we're off of six
Dab some wine on ya nipples and lick it of your tits
Now we enterin' seven and you just can't wait
Its like you enterin' Heavens gates when we make eight
There's many ways to touch you
I been thinkin' of you
Let me count the ways to fuck you
You're all I want girl
There's many ways to touch you
I been thinkin' of you
Let me count the ways to fuck you
You're all I want girl
Now we in eight, reachin' the climax ya feelin' so relaxed
Take you to another place, lay you on ya back
Ya body's tremblin' girl you feelin' so right
Repeated actions turn the moonlight into daylight
We watch the sunrise onto step nine
Breakfast in bed with cherries and some chilled wine
With the windows cracked open feel a slight wind
I take my time as I ease into step ten
Believe when my only reasons for this hon' is pleasin'
Stickin' my keys in your ignition
Ya screamin' eleven semen like big fun
We even we both skin and just cum
Ya screamin' and I semen and we get done
We leavin' the next evenin' events come
You [Incomprehensible] and we head to Sweden you can get some
We leavin at twelve to bring you back to just one
There's many ways to touch ya
I been thinkin' of you
Let me count the ways to fuck you
You're all I want girl
There's many ways to touch ya
I been thinkin' of you
Let me count the ways to fuck you
You're all I want girl
There's many ways to touch ya
I been thinkin' of you
Let me count the ways to fuck you
You ain't gotta play hard to get
I know you, I know you like the art of sex
I'm puttin' down my plan like the architect
It's for you and her, we can all get wet
I got a lot of nerve talking this to you, right?
I'm straight up and this should make sense to you
Girl, you ain't gotta front, don't be actin' dumb
And if you got the goods, then I want some
No time to get down, this ain't no la di da
But I ain't never fucked with a menage a trios
It's three like the stripes on the Adidas
Gettin' live like we at the Mardi Gras
We gettin' live like we at the Mardi Gras
Three is the magic number, ask my partner
I be servin' that ass like a bartender
I'm only too bold to be watchin' ya
I'm only too bold to be watchin' ya
I want you right here in the world
Bein' with you all alone
It's like a dream's come true
See these things get sold
I'm caught up in ya game, I'm kinda tango
Maybe, it's the way to choose on the down low
Sayin' things to me that one T3 would only know
I wanna tell you though that these things seem to mean
Situations keep you from point A to B
I certainly put a counsel on our mistakes
I got a mission and two girls on a hot beach
Everything's to reach man, nobody stoppin' me
They just relax because they know I gotta plan for each
Hey, everyone last know I gotta plan for each
Ya know, ya know I gotta plan for each
(Like a dream's come true)
(Like a dream's come true)
I want you right here in the world
Bein' with you all alone
It's like a dream's come true
Thought you knew Baatin was [Incomprehensible]
Which one of you queens is comin' to get with this
Already got one holdin' my arm in this
But I need a couple to add to my list
Take a position in my world of compassion
Satisfaction, ecstasy callin' you, callin' me
I know you yearnin' for sexual longevity
My name is Baatin Rasual Rasii
Tantric master, sex, two or three
Ecstacy callin' you, callin' me
I know your hubby ain't givin' you no action
Well, for one, he's too damn masculine
He need to relax and take some lessons on givin' you climax
Climax [Incomprehensible]
All alone, it's like a dream's come true
I want you right here in the world
Bein' with you all alone
It's like a dream's come true
I want you right here in the world
Bein' with you all alone
It's like a dreams come true
Make my dreams come true
Make my dreams come true
Make my dreams come true
Make my dreams come true
(It's like a dreams come true)
Make my dreams come true
Make my dreams come true
Make my dreams come true
Make my dreams come true
(It's like a dreams come true)
Make my dreams come true
(I want you right here in the world)
Make my dreams come true
(Bein' with you all alone)
Make my dreams come true
Every time you try to do what you can
To get the ass, all it's part of the plan
You settin' it up, you buyin' her stuff
You do it for the love 'cause you bucklin' up
Mac Nicholas, muh-fuck ready to
The S genuine, you envision the grind
She's already wit it, you just wanna dine
See now I'm going for mine plus to tell the truth y'all
It's been a long time, this chick, got me settin' up the abeyance
If you ask me, yo it's time to get down
I turn up the music, get some bass in my sound
Quick dash to the bathroom cologne me down
Now, it's time to react
Back on the scene that's, Mack Nicholas mack
Tell her the place to be is the place where she's at
She's feelin' relaxed, my hands on her
I'm feelin' up this chick I'm feelin' up her flap jacks
Got a page from her girl said let me call Shaine back
Shaine said, "I had to leave the kids back at the flat girl"
So she just pull up the, had to go and that's wack
Yo check it out yo, follow
Fellatio, interference, promiscuous, homosapiens
Come on
Fellatio, interference, promiscuous, homosapiens
Fellatio, interference, promiscuous, homosapiens
You shouldn't a gave me a, in the first place
You should have put up the guard, since the first date
I know that it's hard but it's not the worst case
I told you straight from the starts that I was thirsty
For more than just one or two, shit, two or three
Can do much more than just one could do
Listen, it's good for ya health 'cause you know
I ain't the one to repeat myself, repeat myself
Repeat myself, repeat myself, repeat myself
Yo yo, why you playa hatin'?
I knew it was a reason for the separation
Girl said you told her that I was a super
See, I ain't even know that you could stoop so low
What the fuck you over here fo' what?
The girl she in the room what, there's the door
I'll tell her that you came and that you said, "Hello"
Word up
Fellatio, interference, promiscuous, homosapiens
Come on
Fellatio, interference, promiscuous, homosapiens
Fellatio, interference, promiscuous, homosapiens
I wonder what happened to my nigga, cock block
I hate to see ya young Ox but up in a box
He became a dread 'cause he had a lock
On the flock in the place all on my jock 'cause I had grace
Told cock block he could hop many women
Upon them never ever release your semen
Upon them is a materialized demon
Illustrious, succubus, do not trust
She see you when you coming, she know you wanna bust
Now she got you sippin' on the clitoris, juice
Some of them juices is poisonous, juice
Shoulda took notes when the master spoke
Places in the pussy, you can provoke
You got what you want, your soul is ghost, ghost, ghost, ghost
Fellatio, interference, promiscuous, homosapiens
Come on
Fellatio, interference, promiscuous, homosapiens
Fellatio, interference, promiscuous, homosapiens
Fellatio, interference, promiscuous, homosapiens
Fellatio, interference, promiscuous, homosapiens
Fellatio, interference, promiscuous, homosapiens
And get drunk off my dick tonight
I want you to get plastered off of my meatsock tonight
Please blaze my dick like a blunt and
Make me want your cunt
It's all I want
It's all I want, that's all I ever want in my life...
You said you lookin for them niggaz yeah we be them
[?] EPM
This year 'bout to blow up like some helium
I usually rock around 92 BPMS
Like BDM, the Lexus what you see me in
Homeboy don't ever step to S.V. again
Shoutout to 5 Illa, ain't no beef with them
Gotta say what's up to Al Shoes and Beej n Dem
Oh, I gotta go it's like, we be on peace, peace, peace
Peace, let's get into flow again
We be them, niggaz yeah we be them
T3 got the same flow continuin
Y'all motherfuckers say the 3 don't be freestylin
I got a flow that got these hoes buckwhylin
I got you diggin and reachin for your wallet
You want it boy and you know who - got it
You claim original and sound like somebody
Shit I've been rippin shit since I first started
Been challengin niggaz and leavin 'em de-parted
I don't wanna but I gotta like build this body
I said this shit goes out to everybody - body - body - body...
(Yeah we be them niggaz, yeah we be them)
Niggaz come back to life, yo, I do the usual again
Hoes is givin me blows, cause I'm a sexy man
Niggaz is comin with rhymes I ain't feelin
You think you know me boy I used to be a hard villain
Niggaz is mad cause they shit ain't genuine
Don't even come my way boy with that cause I'm chillin
Fillin my shit, like Rollo fill up my click nick
Steppin to S'll be your last and, feelin the flow again
We be them niggaz, yeah we be them
Yeah we be them niggaz, yeah we be them [x4]
You think that'll roll~?
It's gonna have - that's gon' have to roll
FM 92.2 2002
you in the mid-day cruisin fair with the fabulous marvalous marv
get down to marley marley shrimp shack, boogie star
that was detroit zoom slum village you just heard on your dial
on the only other station you gonna hear somethin' ya aint heard in a while
R.J.'s latest arrival
performin live tonight at the raw little cafe
tickets on sale right now and they goin pretty fast
i gotta couple right here for the 7th caller
give me a call and get your front row seats to a blast from the past
ladies free until 9
ya better get down here cause they lookin so fly
saw this guy, caught my eye
in the nick of time
he was so fly
i saw you round my way just the other day
you were damn fine
you made me lose my mind
in the nick of time
you were too fly
now lady
me and t3 little men, lookin at your ass
it was so wide
you dont know what you did when you walked past
with your fine ass
now lady
somethin very special girl
doin' somethin special when gangsta girls fly
when she step onto the party
catch all the guys eye
jump into the maserati
shes a real fly hottie
You look and stare, I see you took it there
Wassup wit?chu? Hey, wassup wit?chu?
What you gon? do? You want me, don?t you?
I know you do, yeah, I want you too
You wanna do me, I know it?s me
Yeah, I know it?s me, I hope it?s me
See, when you noticed me, I noticed you
Shoo, you say, "Whattup?", "Whattup wit?chu?"
The things you do and who you do it to
What would you do, I?m seein? you
I know it?s good for you, it?s just for you
It?s just for you, it?s just for you
It?s just for you, it?s just for you
It?s just for you, it?s just for you
Don?t need a chick, to be my chick
If you gon? be my chick, then be my chick
Don?t talk no ***, who you wit??
Are you wit? him? Then pack your ***
I guess it?s meant for us to split
It must be meant for us to split
I?ll be the man to understand
I?ll understand, I?ll be the man
See, what you do, it?s up to you
It?s up to you, what you do
It?s up to you, it?s up to you
It?s up to you, it?s up to you
It?s up to you, it?s up to you
It?s up to you
Smile in my face to show me they nice
But behind my back, yo, you be bringing the wack stuff
When you say, I say love
You be on my diznick, do that dance trick
Nah, everything you do, you fall back
Girl, you lack 'cuz you be bringing the wack stuff
The *** *** running his mouth
I ain?t saying nothing, troop, you makin' up
But you want my, mmm, and you want my mmm
And you want my, mmm
I want your clit in a special way
In a special way, a special way, a special way, a special way
A special way, a special way, a special way, a special way
A special way, a special way, a special way
Say, come on, say, come on
Come on, if you feel this, well, we put it down
Come on, if you feel this, well, we put it down, well, we put it down
Come on, if you feel this, well, we put it down
Come on, if you feel this, well, we put it down, well, we put it down
Come on, if you feel this shit, then we put it down
Come on, if you feel this, well, we put it down, well, we put it down
Come on, if you feel this, well, we put it down
Come on, if you feel this, well, we put it down, well, we put it down
Hook:
Dream team you're better then you listen them
night dark ain't no **catching them,
niggas talk tall and can't act for them
I guess they got the f*cking hallos for tacking them
just speak on the dark ..it's decadence
you're running with rars decadence
you can't see us is decadence
we the realest around nigga we spark again.
I'm out to order my buy polling this order lord
the horror that killed..and I'm f*ckin explore
I turn the sward into a man's, I'm buying stroker
I drain the bot on this strap and rhyme Oprah
I been this you .. and clime ..
and a desert with seven lims no science hopeless,
you never wins I'm better than ever been,
they say I'm going for wow, I've never been a wind,
our body dudes, and hit their holla chins,
we the tighest word the chains and tight us,
I offer this mine is the ridest, guide us with Mike's us link
[Hook:]
Ball in the corner pocket, and..shooting moving targets
underground like the black market,
rocking stones not clothes unexjoints where black diamonds
don't wanna live with holla points, rock diam shit,
Gucci shades with the night vision
so even when it's dark I'ma technition
slip game keep it warm like it a cope mine
in my own lane never do it like they do
sudden some whatever I touch down like ey you,
pay dues, official like a may do,
reasor, dealer, I'm from the same school.
[Hook:]
This to the villa, all the way back to 8 pilla, ace fill up,
greater it's bitter, patient as a crave digger,
meaning I wait for a sound then I react why you're playing around then I
produce the hit the way I do it, don't know if it's beat for makign music,
I got your number homie, tailor suit it,
I mesure your arms before I slay your shooters,
I take em do it, I'm Samuel as hell for fought fiction
then I give em hell like hell and twist wings
brainstorming why you try to send sale.
the rest fail, tryin do the real the hustle,
I got a candle at least with no muzzles,
your whole team's on the bubble,
and we're buzzin of giving them trouble
[Hook]
[Hook]
If we go, it's unknown, because I'm working on my turn
around
Time let's go, unfolds, as I'm working on my turn
around
If we go, it's unknown, because I'm working on my turn
around
Time let's go, unfolds, as I'm working on my turn
around
Not there yet, but I'm already there
You know what I mean, may not be the king
But I'm sitting on the throne, and yes I'm the air
Can't breathe without me cause it's my air
May not make sense but I don't care
Yeah I'm talking bout bread, my flow in the air
Flew over your head and I'm going to Japan
Guess I'm the man
Oh my, oh my, oh my we celebrated
I may not be exactly where I want to, but we made it
You knowing all type of niggas say you related
And the women who ain't want you,
Now they want you tend to hate it, we move on
And they yeah we from the d, I'm blazing hella blunts
While we have a drink, conversate, while I wait for a 3
Just spit his verse, where the fuck is my drink, last
to weed
That's why I need to be recently,
But they die... rip, happy to see you free
Shady, that's me... everything
Couple jack, couple tracks, now it's city on my back
Couple bitties on my sack, and they doubt imagine that
Now I'm laughing to the bank, niggas smoke, niggas
drank
[Hook]
If we go, it's unknown, because I'm working on my turn
around
Time let's go, unfolds, as I'm working on my turn
around
If we go, it's unknown, because I'm working on my turn
around
Time let's go, unfolds, as I'm working on my turn
around
From the bottom to the top, where I came from the slum
Where we didn't have a lot but we came to the lane
Where we did found a slot, and I did my thing
Whether you like it or not, I found my spot
I'm way orthodox, I'm way out the box
I'm blazing, I'm hot, I do my thang, mac in this bitch
Like they went up in the vain
Breaking all the rules, they say I'll loose
Vodka or that heaven wheel, shit, I'll let you choose
Pick your poison, we so pois we in the groove
Anonymous fragile and center room fuck up my mood
But it's cool boy see we living
Twista blow that ceiling it ain't about where we going
It's the journey, that's the realness
Try not to be consumed, like consuming all the drinks
in the room
Strike a hit, take a seat, enjoy the feeling
[Hook]
If we go, it's unknown, because I'm working on my turn
around
Time let's go, unfolds, as I'm working on my turn
around
If we go, it's unknown, because I'm working on my turn
around
Time let's go, unfolds, as I'm working on my turn
Hold Tight
Uh Hold tight this is the last time you hear me
I'm out now this is the last time you cheer me
Niggas said the game is gettin too slimey
Liable to make this ps brother turn grimey
Imma leave it in the hands of the slum now
Take it away from where it comes from now
Alot o you cats in the music buisness
Shift this i'll put you on the shit list
Did ya intuition say the shit on me?
imma just flip your ears yo you hear me b?
D'angelo play your piano
Jay Dee flip another beat for me
Hold tight with ma tear in ma nigga T3
Bus a buss watch out for who you trust
Ali Shaheed its your blood that i bleed
Yes fine for you i will give my life
Its the umu shit fo real till theres no more light
All you foul motherfuckers change your wrong to right
Make sure y'all bring your music to the area flight
Hold tight
Hold tight ha ha ha ha ha ha
Hold tight get ya ass back what ya did yo
Hold tight the SV what ya did yo
Hold tight you don't pay attention man
Thats why your money is the size of your attention span
Yo theres something i gotta mention Damn
Who the fuck is this sittin in my session man?
This is ma project hoe
Not some MC sham
not yours watch your attention span
You probably bootleging my tape at a concession stand
What the fuck niggas never learn their lesson man
I try my best at the whole this smith from the western
but i gotta hold something cause niggas test you man
anyway yo keep it movin keep the questions and
Maybe i can bless you with the test pressers man
Until then hold tight hold tight hold tight hold tight
hold tight
Guess whos making this cheese this cash this dust
so much cash in my hand that i got papercuts
Im tryna become a winner tryna get with us
Thats one of the reasons i had to fuck you up
I caught you people at my window tryna see what im
doing
So i put out the 45 and can miss the star student, see
See i miss with every dilla cause youn were keeping it
moving
Now thats some root news and now what what youre doing
So hold tight x8
You dont understand I be doing this shit since around
the rand
Now imma make some more paper cash
?? im outta this
Cause you dont appreciate
I step up in the place tryna culptivate
You sippin on your tankeree whilst we levitate
you aint got no reason to celebrate
You caught up in my trap, sealing your fate
Never was it once you co operate
Was last you just self destruct inside you hate
I hope you feelin better now
Hold tight to my rhyme
Nigga dont cry
Its alright you can move at your own pace
Altogether now
[T3:]
I'ma set it, get it, got it, good*
I rep for my niggas in the D in the hood
On that ass like the Fuzz, come and wack down on us
They wanna see a player down, that's what it was
All my ppl in the [ ], put your hands in the air
And bop wit your nigga to the sound of the snare
It's the [ ] to the [ ] with the S to the V
The most killer most, 2 of the best on the beats
[Chorus:]
They don't want it? Ey! They don't want it? Nah!
Can they get it? Yup! They can they get it? Yeah!
Can I set it. Up, bout to set it, yeah!
Can we set it. Yup bout to set it, yeah!
They don't want it? Ey! They don't want it? Nah!
Can they get it? Yup! They can they get it? Yeah!
Bout to set it. Yup bout to set it, yeah!
Fitna set it. Yup bout to set it, yeah!
[Elzhi:]
All my G's throw you triggers up
By the hammer my hand on the biggest nutts
No bamma, I blow gands when they split the blunt
This is for my niggas stuck, up in the ghetto
Pumping the metal, where they feel a fluff and they'll kill you
They quick to buck
Chicks trickin, chicken cluck
Switching up to your whip that your sister bumped
You'll be suckin' on tits and now your dick is sucked
Steady counting figures up
Benjamin's bend up to ten to twenty bucks
Figured up on the Benz of any trendy truck
I wedded and sticking up
Innocent independent citizens
Not givin' a cent of dividends, it could slit and cut
I'm blowed and I'm liquored up, I've been told I'm cold as a winter month
And showed I can explode when it sickens up, Bloaw
Back on the style, let me pick it up
Did you predict that what I spit on this hit is ridiculous
I should tip my Pimping cup
Just for pitching up percent of a pigeons rent
Given for living expense at the stripping club
[Chorus:]
They don't want it? Ey! They don't want it? Nah!
Can they get it? Yup! They can they get it? Yeah!
Can I set it. Up, bout to set it, yeah!
Can we set it. Yup bout to set it, yeah!
They don't want it? Ey! They don't want it? Nah!
Can they get it? Yup! They can they get it? Yeah!
Bout to set it. Yup bout to set it, yeah!
Fitna set it. Yup bout to set it, yeah!
[Elzhi:]
Don't let me catch you slipping up your numbers up
Give and duck, or run a muck
Attempt a jump like double jump, the clips'll bust
Your clique is just sick of us
Bringing the heat steaming me swinging defeat
You street, dreaming on sleep, idiots?
El, the sickest you ever heard
And predicting a set of words
That he stick in the head of nerds
Or just gifted with lady curve and positions written to say something
Gotta stay buzzing coming of the line like a fadeaway Dr. J jumping
[Bridge: ~T3~]
Cu-zin, we got the streets Buz-zin
Villa blowing, bubb-ling
Those who ain't caught on, fill em'...in
We in this grizzie now and we playing to win
[Chorus:]
They don't want it? Ey! They don't want it? Nah!
Can they get it? Yup! They can they get it? Yeah!
Can I set it. Up, bout to set it, yeah!
Can we set it. Yup bout to set it, yeah!
They don't want it? Ey! They don't want it? Nah!
Can they get it? Yup! They can they get it? Yeah!
Bout to set it. Yup bout to set it, yeah!
(Jay-Dee)
Yo, Hold it to me your f**king cash's about to slee.
I'm a show you all how to emcee,
see i can rock a floor if i rock with high beams,
i rock with melody, on of the soildgers of the team.
See yall niggas is dope fiends hopeing for a dream,
i intervien like a case of gangreen.
Gain the green then exit the scene,
with a fine chick who could fill up a pair of jenes.
See i'm doing this shit, doing this shit, for magnet,
and niggas at Coney Gardens who try and do shit.
Seen life aint a game it remains intense,
Lock, hold to a nigga like a dog tracin a scent.
See ya gotta get your money, you gots to pay rent,
feelin it, ya'll ass is read!
(Batian)
uh, one of the musical priest we form the lyrical voltron,
hippocrates get steped upon, in the combat,
don't you come back until you waxed your song.
Your served at your war phat.
Your up against the lord of the first high priest, Melchizedk,
don't shoot till you see this, just sit back breeeeeath,
i got more where this comes from-from.
Jay-Dee, thee origional drum master,
you will never hit the best.
Fast or solw? It dosen't matter though T-3 times emcees callin the lap.
Ba-tian is the one whose in the tree of life,
hold tight, don't ever give up in the fight
grace can only come into the sight.
Soul power it ingites like the sun
SV dominates the industry for fun.
(Fun (fun) Fun (fun) Fun (fun) Fun)
(T-3)
yea, yea to the beat
yea, yea ya know it can't-can't stop
it can't-cant't quit
Stance answers put up your hands and fist,
for the band, and if ya can't stand
one of my man's dance sleeping on some sandman shit,(c'mon)
Like damn man! wake up, as we bring the action.
Don't be standing like a grand-slam hit,(c'mon)
for the whole fam flippin on the hand-stand tip(c'mon)
We get the dough weight up, straight up, the wham-bamm hits,
before we go-go, we gettin on some damn-wham shit,
a-gainst, as for second hand brand kicks.
Rippin from the Beatdown to San Fran-sis to Japan land,
it's the br-and new, we keep movin like the trans am
A yo I set it off like I'm F Gary gray
When I step up on the scene niggas have nothing to say
Bite your tongue keep quiet I start riots
Homie this ain't recess if you feel a way hit that eject
Reject pity cause Ima be back
They sleeping with a c-pap
I see racks to destroy track
This ain't b-boy rap, this ain't d-boy trap
They say be more black I tell them grease these naps
They setting traps all the time
I study the art of rhyme you ready to order mine
I slaughter like Columbine
I'm doing just fine without others
Go ask my brother
And when you see my nieces tell'em uncle Thomas love 'em
Alone in a 4 cornered room walls padded
Where nothing really matters
But the matter I done had it
My ego been shattered my pride battered
My heart been bruised so much I turned addict
A glutton for the pain
A motherfucka shame
What a nigga go thru before he really wanna change
I really wanna hang the old me
But the new me wouldn't survive without the old me listen closely
Rappers don't approach me
Critics tried roast but I still landed like I dropped down on 4 feet
J let's the drums beat
I'm letting off steam
Why be apart yours when this is the dream team muthafucka
Posted up in the corner, homie you border
Whole game is dead call up the ner
911 on the dial, scenery looking foul
Walked in with a frown, left out with a smile
Attitude like fuck a mall
Vintage thrift store pieces fuck a mall
No time for it, gotta grind for it
John Hancock scribbled out on the line for it
Damn
Told me they couldn't read it
Rolled out sevens told me they couldn't beat it.
Scooped up all cash so cold it fridge
Cancel they feelings, so made they livid
Watch how i live it now they wanna imitate
A dude the game couldn't intimidate
Cause i refuse to assimilate
With the in crowd yea I'm a rebel
And i been proud of who i am
And where i stand as a man
Forever vowed to hold my nuts in my hand
Threw the gambit I'm wilding
Fuck dat on any planet I'm styling
Appreciate me while I'm still here
Or do a magic trick disappear out my ocular,
My spectrum can't be seen with binoculars
Whole life life should of put it in a journal
Read it at night small light nocturnal
I'm a like wise guy living true lies,
Call me mr. mix cause I'm much to live
If you ain't talking about a grip nor talking about god
Then ain't shit to say to me, you stepping out of line
Yeah y'all niggas make believe fairy tale lovers
Can't stay a head of us or parallel of us
Even though we stay a float like a parasail hover
Yeah i saw my fought and i comb threw it
Now a nigga Tom cruising, yeah get on my level kid
You know what i could of did,
When the night men departed
Is when my dreams started
Getting questions sounding lame
What you think about the game
Or man I can't call it I ain't worried bout the fame
Or how a nigga blow up, I'll be thinking bout
What we gonn do when it's all over
When the smoke clears
Who still stand, got a couple more years
Seen a couple dudes panic
I ain't livin in the moment, all about the cheese
When you thinkin bout the fam
That's a lot of mouths to feed
Still runnin in a race and you finally gotta leave
Feel like this is do or die, so somebody gotta bleed
Hit em all, get em all, get em back and forth
Niggas on they back with a mac, tryina stack
But I go, all around the world, living for big nights
Big money and bad bitches names and big lights
[Chorus]
Falling upside down, visions from the start
Sweet ass top temptation
The beauty from afar
It's long way down, down
It's time to get back to the bindess
Taking out prendice
Dirty slums only job can cleanses
I spray knowledge on your lenses
Windex, hit your abdomen like set ups
10 sets, bionic, my whole crew brollic
Bale filled with space ships, supersonic
Attitude smooth, bluebonic
I go to war if a nigga want it
We call that good will hunting
Slum, drums, base with heron
Hit your brain like a drug, get you another one
Bounty hunter with an aim like jhango
For a 20 thous put a whol through your kango
Assassins, keep your seatbelts fasten
We movin at top speed, study with the masters
The music aim starving, but my fam eatin good
And lay a nigga flat like Marvin
[Chorus]
Falling upside down, visions from the start
Sweet ass top temptation
The beauty from afar
It's long way down, down
It's a long way down nigga, aha, yeah
Black set it off, so I guess I gotta end in my intentions
Really not to go and will started off humble pie
But now things is different this is arrogant cake
Can't get a slice off my plate
Translate, but wait, you can't handle the whole weight
My tone got deep like that guy on all state
We here and no you can't end my year
You a flea, when niggas see 3 they cheer
Rendition, of a bunch of bad decisions
I'm a top dog, forever classic bitches
Now that I got your attention, you didn't listen
And I spoke clear as day, it's like your ears shifted
It's the bread winner, when I aim, I hit dead center
You always talkin bout, what I'm doing
Finna wordsmiththe truth, god, the menace
Damn I hate pretenders, yo!
[Chorus]
Falling upside down, visions from the start
Sweet ass top temptation
The beauty from afar
Today, the usual, concrete's strong
Where my niggas getting ...
Still ain't ... like today
The usual, the concrete's strong
If you tough you get it going
You in the way of going
Sometimes it's like a jungle when this concrete stronger
When I never be ... still employed
So my money on stock, when I do it how I do it
It's fucked up, thinking that you gotta do this
Still on the grind, coppin the load
I got a lot of shit on my mind, still ain't scoofin
I go in, I'm on the grind
Cause I gotta get the dough
Got a lot of shit on my mind
I gotta go do this
Do it all, your money, still ball in the hood
Stay sharp like the dark, niggas never wanna fight
Speak yeah, my people bout winning from the beginning
... I know the world is mine
Who's world is this?
The world is yours
Lighters up, round of applause
Who's word is this?
The world is yours, the world is yours
The world is yours, the world is yours
The world is yours, the world is yours
Rest in peace my nigga, yo forever my heart
All in my thoughts
Forever my brother, never forgot
No love's lost
It's the anything you game
Since you left
Things definitely changed
Me and that other guy, we don't even speak these days
Remember lady t, she ain't around like she used to be
Situations switched, flames that burnt eventually
Mine just flickered, last 2 days it's been a year
I did wrong, I abused my liver
Pushed to myself, like ... I hear nigga
Oh, I had a convo with god, he said keep it going
He said shit is for sides, so I did it
Even when they said slum was finished
Unappologetic, I did it for you nigga
For real niggas like you and i
They don't appreciate a nigga till I'm in the sky
I try to explani, I'm tryina keep the legacy alive
So I switched to jody slum it's like a whole another vibe
Time for some action,
Time, time, time, for some action
Time, time, time, for some action
Time, time, time, for some action
Dear us, we had a gang of ups
Stay side-to-side when most split
Consider my constituent, forever I commit
Had much in common as common sense
As time went it's hard to look you up in your iris
Knowin' we ain't feelin' the same like when we try this we liars
Now we back in square, ha we here
Yes I care, but when I touch nobody there
Poof you gone and I ain't there too
Ghost up in the room, our issues has totally consumed us
More pos than negative
I wish I had a machine that went back in time so I could cherish it
Years taste like peppermints, fresh
And got rid of stress with sex, you more or less the best
You more than breasts and dress
We messed up, success, it's our fault that our line disconnect
We should've been forever
We could've been forever
We should've been forever
We could've been forever
Yeah, us
You and me together, we must (We could've been)
We could've been together, we were (We could've been)
We should've been together, we know (We could've been)
It was tough, where we go (We could've been)
You set adrift on memory, bless
Memories of the perfect, kiss
How does some feel so perfect, get
To the point everything is pointless
Used to be sweet whispers, now words so vicious
This is so broke we can't fix it
Once was so deep I could hear your heart patter
Now shoulders are colder than winds on Saturn
Look at us, our reflection shattered
When it mattered it didn't matter, tragic
Communication cut
We don't even hug, we just say, "Wassup"
We could've been
We should'e been, could've been, would've been
Forever girl I took you in my world and I let you
Explore my uni, but at that time I
Didn't know that you would hurt me so bad
Apparently the truth hurts and I feel sad
I feel like pukin' out my guts in a brown paper bag
Dirty ass, I just knew that I had my
Number one diamond girl, 'til you told me that which
I will not speak of and don't want to think of
May have cleansed your sins, but that you still reek of
Love stinks and my lyrics be potpourri on the beat, love
Could've been you and me, but
[ All ]
You know... if you make moves some people will envy
Say what's (what's) up with this jealousy
[ Chorus ]
You know people say shit, bout you, and me
Uh-Huh what's up with this
jealousy (one more time ya'll)
Uh-Huh what's up with this jealousy (yes... yes... yes)
Uh-Huh what's up with this jealousy
[ T3 ]
Yes ya'll (ya'll)
I love it when you hate
Now lets calculate, take it straight to straight
Take it, to your face or wherever you lay
Oh you say "You fake" And
won't take shit to your face
See in the first place, you made a crucial mistake
My crew congregates just to aggravate
With plots to infiltrate and abbreviate
And if you think we out, shit we got rhythm for days
Take it to another phase with an extra stage
Havin' you feelin' the blaze of NWA
And if they ask you "Who you doin'"
tell 'em "that nigga Tres"
Yeah damn right I'm great, like the porno tapes
An? For ladies and collecting papes
To these jealous niggas let the? Made
? Your man ain't got time for the fake
To those "J" niggas need to put 'em away
[ Chorus ]
You know people say shit, bout you, and me
Uh-Huh what's up with this jealousy
Uh-Huh what's up with this jealousy
Uh-Huh what's up with this jealousy
[ Baatin ]
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Spread the word, that nigga's hardcore
Envious Emcee, lyrics are *Cagore*
Rhythm up, cause I'm the real Jack Ripper (Uh-huh)
I call him Jack Trippin' Over (Uh-huh)
Who call himself passin' over tryin to provoke
The High Priest got you in my step-era
Impious niggas I don't trust
Started when emcees when the accurate-
Rackin' a nigga, step back causin' a crush
I'm good in this game, my mind left you in the dust
Check my mic when I bust you got tossed
Lost you to cry, the jealous niggas wanna floss
I'm all in your face, grippin my
nuts, nigga what, nigga what
Uh-huh what's up with this jealousy
[ Chorus ]
You know people say shit, bout you, and me
Uh-Huh what's up with this jealousy (Come on)
Uh-Huh what's up with this jealousy (One more time)
Uh-Huh what's up with this jealousy
[ Jay Dee ]
...Jealousy make you say what the fu-...
This goes out to my niggas that's talking the shit
Same niggas that be dubbing tapes and walking and shit
No life, having like a nigga that's stalking a bitch
No joke, broke, ya'll niggas be cracking me up
Player hating, plotting, and planning on jacking me up
Don't do it, you don't know
these niggas is backing me up
Hardcore, fuck rap,? Nigga what
Hardcore, pimp smacking from acting like WHAT
Good shit, like the 55 in the back of a bus
Hot shit, SV yours whackin the fun
Don't get jealous cause the S is stacking 'em up
Say (what, what) say
[ Chorus ]
You know people say shit, bout you, and me
Uh-Huh what's up with this jealousy
Uh-Huh what's up with this jealousy
Uh-Huh what's up with this jealousy
Uh-Huh
Uh, I be the best you ever had when I back down, back down
You'll be seeing bombs over Baghdad.
Sabotage and ménage with them assets
Connect the dots, make you reach the climax
3D T3, climax!
Me deep, you release my sex
You be looking round wonder where the time went
We got it on to the more times well spent.
There's no denying that you're climbing and it's rising
I wanna get inside it, I climbed and I dived in!
I get this live it's my last mind line with
I'm a beast in this shit'
You bought'
When I pull your hair, follow, used to bring you close, huh
We're about to take it there, take it there, upstairs
Everywhere, girl, don't tell me no, tell me si!
I can't deny that you're one of a kind,
But come on!
We're the game,
So go and let the rain pour
What are you afraid for?
Let the summer breeze blow!
I just smashed you when I brought you on my schedule
I just hoped that you were eatable
Cause if so, it's gonna be incredible
Just let me know when you wanna feel my flow
Notice I was talking low, I'm about to take control
It's crazy how you make it so uptight
When you squeeze those muscles girl, I mend it all night
Like sprinklers, we got it sprinkling all night
And I don't need no musical, I need the jokes,
For me to grow all I need is three defaults
'craving your goodies and I can't ignore it
Now I give up, I can't afford it
And it stop sprinkling, now the rain is pouring.
I deep exploring, my beast is knocking
Cause she riding the beat, keeping the pocket, yeah!
Three, two, once, I'm a
I can't deny that you're one of a kind,
But come on!
We're the game,
So go and let the rain pour
What are you afraid for?
Let the summer breeze blow!
.bang bang boogie, you don't stop
You come into the' lean on and the cops knock
... quick till they're breaking the door locks
We're coming to the front like we're bouncing the old shots.
Yeah, too many clouds on, take them off
Skin tone, got my mind lost
Nah, nah, keep your nails on
Hope your body ready for a marathon!
Chest 36C, hips 22
Can't blame for the freaky things I do to you!
Your body is my Viagra
Each pump got you coming like Niagara
Friction, red mixing, my drug, your addiction
Only known aphrodisiac, just relax, sit back, prepare for the climax!
I can't deny that you're one of a kind,
But come on!
We're the game,
So go and let the rain pour
What are you afraid for?
And they say, we carnivores
Savage
Been raised by wolves
No complaints
It made us us
No praise just breaks and hooks
Hustling n*ggas yea we out to stack
Get that money then double it back
Hustling n*ggas yea we out to stack
Get that money then double it
Muy... Grande/cudjo of tha pack
Black suits reservoir dogs shovels in the back
Digga ditch quicker dont let that liquor get u exposed
Or feel that heat nigga 500 on the stove
Dont make me go in beastmode Benicio
Lyrical Wes Craven so official
Can't stop it, its new 2 u so foreign
Seventh Son stay shining/ Jack Torrence
Slice ya spleen like a wolverine flee the scene like
Will Randall walkin with a guillotine scream
If u wanna it just make my adrenaline rush
Ima life editor... predator
Meet the messenger that ain't no metaphor
Leave u needin medical attention lookin pitiful
Beast with the beats on these streets J Incredible
Throw u 2 the dogs let them feast on ya skeletal
Mine is loin with a electrical void of appliance half live half dead frankstein science,
Dissect it, still don't know what i am, more like spirt of detroit in climate in rhymes,
Survived when I dived I was in the great lakes, never drowning I knew how work with my surroundings
Nigga's got to see I'm astounding, I'm a downers, over bullshit walk on type rope and still new balanced do what I do thats challenge nigga's fuck with me on this planet
It ain't all smoke and phone cameras
It all good Its outlandish, nigga's straight they slanted, these a friends they addicts, this ain't how I feel it, its basic mechanics
Brave hearted, when with the will from the dearly departed, yeah we got it nailed its the pros against the novice, yeah we eating well from the scales against carcass
Money all kinda ways
Hating niggas looking at the kid sideways
Cause everyday like a friday
So fuck em all what i say
Long as the pies made everything hi grade
Ak arms reach wherever i lay
I'm dat nigga what you trying say
We can make it happen hadle that right away
I ain't trying to let the beef linger none
Get up on you i ain't have to lift a finger son
Show you how to bleed a lung
Send you to the essence see you son
A long kiss goodnight, niggas curios i show you what it look like
What it cook like all day hood life
Niggas money missing homie get ya books right
You can't find a nigga thats braver than me never
Ain't a nigga hotter then me even with 3 sweaters
Get as much nookie as i got as a rookie with these cleaver
Lines that i spit like darts
So psycho on the microphone now i wake up like
Did i bite that shark rip it apart
Why did i bite that spark in the middle of the day
And why didn't i wait til dark
Cause I'mma beast and I'm on a feast and i came to eat your heart
What the fuck is this
Hannibal lector cannibalistic shit that I'm fucking wit
Now the microphone so hot i need a oven mitt
Rewind my to the top
I know you loving it
And if I'm not i gotta start rewriting it
Go under my hood and start rewiring
And all you lose screws getting fired
I hope its understood we not rehiring
You might as well just go a head and get a job at coney island
[Verse 1: T3]
Life been pivotal , Ever since I disconnected from the umbilical
Cut tides human form physical , tunnel was my visual
Set plots them bum bo clots , Sour like they swallowed jars of pickle juice
We did it tall like the hats worn by Dr.Suece
You a cockatoo , binocular eyes I got of spotted you
Giraffe neck took long steps , progress into success with a mean pair hiking boots
I bared fruit without knocking dude,
Even though I saw issues small pixels and particles
Shit I ain't mad at you I farther you,
Wanted to be proud of you doubt you cause you had mixed molecules
He flew the coop , I had to cut him loose
He should hung around , why cause I a noose you obtuse
I'm difficult to understand too , that a excuse that niggas use when they true
[Hook: The Action Figures]
And somehow i just let it go
On the route to be indelible
I know you know about it
Street dreams and nightmeres
Come alive in the night i know you know about
And some how i just let it go
Let the pain go
Let the Stress go
Let the fair go
Its our time go
[Verse 2: Young RJ]
Tunnel vision deep focus on the light at the end of it
No plan b's, just to eat i depend on it
Had it all thought out but life put a spin
Stood my ground ima die or defend on it
Come take a walk in these ten and a half
See what my eyes see, through these dark streets and paths
Some trails is like crack vials
Just smoke and mirrors
Its important to have disaplen I'm so serious
Mission is simple one goal success
Ask jah bless all that my hands posses
Keep my grass low all visol no seek attack mean that litural
Its fun how your dreams can be the next mans nightmare
Stay prepared they don't fight fair
When you got that tunnel vison you move with vigor
Or you can do sixty years forkilling a n*gga
[Hook]
And somehow i just let it go
On the route to be indelible
I know you know about it
Street dreams and nightmeres
Come alive in the night i know you know about
And some how i just let it go
Let the pain go
Let the Stress go
Let the fair go
Its our time go
[Verse 3: Blu]
Hieroglyphic vivid calligraphy
Rap a wrap on this industry
Salary caping ministries
Manifesting my vision
This is monumental
Bout to drop infection like i socked his whistle
Nice and simple mic and prices instrumental
Ride the rhythm like rahkim and them
Killing niggas with Benjamin's
Bigga faces couldn't be more appropriate the picture on harol mcfarll
And put a arrow through his marrow
From the snipes barral and connect the dots like oriens belt
I am felt niggas tried and felled get in line or bell
Plus i rock your bells like a bell in some fly channel
Light the l
Lift me up to heaven kiss my halo hello
I am home, tell them play my song on the radio ni
[Hook]
And somehow i just let it go
On the route to be indelible
I know you know about it
Street dreams and nightmeres
Come alive in the night i know you know about
And some how i just let it go
Let the pain go
Let the Stress go
Let the fair go
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