Aight, aight, aight, aight, aight, aight, I'm if you aight, I'm aight I be better, get some of that You know I'm sayin' it up Aight, Booty body shakin' Nuffattackin', brain's a tockin', chuck shockin' Flavor flavor, ain't never One, two, three,
It's another record, check it, mad To put my and sisters on a deathbed You know he cheated, what he wanted but now you blunted up to the devil, steppin' down a level
It's who they is you Who us from us and you from you Yes and it counts, fuck the ounce I sued bastards, yeah, they got bounce
I did 'em like a demo, 'em out the window I took a 98 'cause I never liked a But pump pump pu-pump pump it up A mad rhyme for mad times, what's up
Some gonna change, I got 'em in a range I gotta rearrange, so I'm buildin' back brain Wreckin' with funky stuff Am I loud enough? Yeah, you got ta it up
Give it up, it up, give it up yo Give it up, give it up, gotta it up it up, give it up, give it up yeah Give it up, give it up, give it up
Give it up, it up, give it up yo Give it up, give it up, give it up Give it up, give it up, it up now Give it up, give it up, gotta it up
Come again the same old bounce I'm calling a and once again it counts Mad tense, mad tense know The blunts in the back got the black and that's wack
And once it's on! Hey, cracked corn cracker singin', "I don't care", it's on I'm with a rhyme, what? I'm lettin' go a rhyme, yeah! I get a rhyme through the rough and crazy times
You me a Hannibal lecture, yes I checked her They hear me though, so here I go I'm and tired so Sly'll take ya higher When I'm his sound to bring you down
rippin' a lyrical kickin' finger-lickin' But to the rhythm I'm givin' but cotton pickin' Like James Brown I'm it loud Am I loud enough? Huh, you got ta it up
Some ain't change, some ain't gonna change Some ain't gonna ever change ain't gonna change, some ain't gonna change Some gonna never, ever change
Give it up, it up, give it up yo Give it up, give it up, gotta it up it up, give it up, give it up now Give it up, give it up, gotta it up
And I'm coming, some young dumb and fulla cum Some second guessing my lessons about young Some don't know like Run said, "So we go" it is inside, whoop, there it is
There it is, it is, damn right My man X is a bad mother, your mouth I'm about Terminator, he's the man There it is, can you hit me off with one
it up, give it up, give it up yo Give it up, give it up, gotta it up Give it up, it up, give it up now Give it up, it up, gotta give it up
Give it up, give it up, it up yo it up, give it up, gotta give it up Give it up, it up, give it up now it up, give it up, gotta give it up
I never did represent doing dumb Some gangsta lying, I'd rather Presidents Dead or alive, bring 'em and swing 'em I vocalize, I just rap, I sing 'em
Flick 'em, and I 'em, you can go with 'em Hall of for the game for the points I Dave Bing 'em Go Grandmama, close but no I got mine for I'm my rhyme
The flow go wherever I want, and clever Give a piece of my time to prevent crime And who puttin' the guns to the young ones The ones that make 'em is the that take 'em
Rugged for no reason, down in duck I don't want my mama, on the wearing armor So check yaself ya wreck yaself Respect yaself, hah, you got ta it up
it up, give it up, give it up yo Give it up, give it up, give it up Give it up, it up, give it up now Give it up, give it up, gotta it up ...