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Featuring Monie Love (Intro) It's alright though, Mister Long from black sheep Guess we the white crows tell your bitch Ras Kass Will pull some fat out her ass And put it in her lips like lipo (Verse) Hip hop never died you got buried alive Gave her CPR she just barely survived The record exec told me I'm too smart for my own good Cold for up of these niggas I stroke with the long hood For life, you got on the wrong hood Don't think you in Venice like you are in the wrong hood Holmes, I'm stronger the force Lord the porsche Swerving the horse power and the nerve is the source Believe me I'm the top the G MC's I burn in the course Had every news stand fuck rap, I want a divorce Kick that back I won't have so I'm going up hers Born captain, probably convert before I go in the dirt Alot of them saints can pick me up and mormon the corpse Fuck it I'ma be dead Romney buy me a church now Now , father you search you really murdered a verse The murder really happened I just flowed in reverse SongtexteCall it a curse to be so lyrical my biblical was bone in the nerves Was grown in the first second I took a breath, took a step look at the way I rep the west Fuck respect, cut a motherfucking jack It's alright though, Mister Long from black sheep We the white crows tell your bitch Ras Kass Will pull some fat out her ass And put it in her lips like lipo (Hook) Sometimes I be on my shit (x3) And that's why haters should get off my dick Sometimes I be on my shit (x2) I'm on one and I don't quit So all females be on my dick (Verse) They asking why you still rhyming Mo' ? Shit 'cause I can so Now you gooses cook what you want For you the man though Y'all niggers kill me tryin' to age my stage When I'm in a bracket by myself Y'all niggers surf my waist Tryin to shut me out the shit You ain't inherit yo that's comedy son Spit the words in every cults that's certifiable lungs Same flows, my name Mo And I ANI I'm epidemy MC jaw believe Can't talk shops around but I smoke in mirrors The biggest fear is the contradiction of the appearance I let her listen to this moist in their ass dudes Pitching chicks and dance each other putting out fast food Sense in advances never surpasses Send your every word a tribute to a light in your ass They got the nerve to call it practice And I'm supposed to derive you niggers kicking a port of wackness You optimistic man my sounds of blackness Rectify the illest up in here with lyrical tactics Classic rappers cell of fame , you know my name Quarter booth from verses from all the biggest up in the game It's pretty ey, ye I said it it's infinite You still crushing on me since the middle and no gimmicks Nationality is british and what's indian is twist And that's why y'all dudes be on my tits (Hook) Sometimes I be on my shit (x3) And that's why haters should get off my dick Sometimes I be on my shit (x2) I'm on one and I don't quit So all females be on my dick Aus Songtexte Mania