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(feat. MC Serch) Lean it back a little (Lean it back) Move your head back This ain't nothin sweet Just the beat is sweet (True, true) Everything I'ma say is from the flesh (Speak the truth, God) Feel you (I'm feelin you) See me I've seen the world and try to bring you along Maybe with a song or maybe with a bong That helps you rap cats rhyme along I ain't changed my style, just my style came back I'm still a lethal weapon longer than Smith & Wesson made gats Got raps that are toxic Like pilots high off meth in cockpits I pop shit so you understand just what you gettin with What you standin there for like you a narc in the dark? While your bitch is swimmin upstream to the stage like they were caught And in cars parked thumpin while my beat is humpin her SongtexteDented her face up, my ice medaillon was in her face while I was fuckin her I'm kiddin - I freak mics and not ice Speak a language more foreign than dick to born dikes Been above the clouds more times than you cats been off your block Keep faces dented like cars in L.A. that are rented I meant 99% of things I usually said Pete Nice always says I'm nice off the top of my head I'm glad after all this time my rhymes have struck through And if they haven't - real simple: fuck you You don't like the way I'm spittin this? Fuck you You don't like the way I'm gettin this? Then fuck you Actin like you don't care, son And fuck you Throw them fingers in the air, son Fuck you (No games, no games) Smooth it out a little Bring it back Now most of y'all can't call it if a phone was attached to it Everyone says they're in it for the love but there's a catch to it Adjust your watch to it, me, I'd rather not do it You could feel what I'm spittin and still not understand Like most underhand, and can't show a young man How to fuck all them cows, they just want a nut And then what - pimp strut? You ain't shit, so if you're a man and you holdin down your fam Or you're a chick with essentials with ten nails on your hand And you're runnin from beast And you love the state of hip-hop, be it north, south, west or east And you look for Grease, Dre and my man Swizz Beatz And you're fuckin from Serchlite, Ruff Ryder to Dilated Peeps J5 to J-Live, Good Vibe or Slum V Then you're down with 3P, so repeat after me You don't like the way I'm spittin this? Fuck you You don't like the way I'm gettin this? Fuck you You act like you don't care, son? Fuck you And throw them fingers in the air, son And fuck you Searchlite 3rd Bass Big Serch Apollo 13 (New name) Cause you never thought I'd come back (Never thought that) Biatches Stank bitches For the German coalition For the European coalition For my Asian coalition Icelandic coalition Ciph Africa coalition And my fam in the US God bless One One love Shout out to Pete Nice Steve [Name] Stone Rivers 'bout to make it happen Hahahaha.. Fuck your girl to this Well ladies, fuck your man to this Equal opportunity fuckin Haha.. On. Aus Songtexte Mania