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Mic check 1, 2 on the way to 3rd Flow sick Put a straight jacket on my words So sick they think that somethings in the herb They think I'm gone But I'm fine like a woman's curves My personality is far from your reality I'm closer to your girl Now come on hoe don't embarass me There is no comparising This right here be kerosene Carousal, parasail, I'm higher than everything When I spit you can't drink it like your 17 I can show a million pair of eyes, what they never seen And I can do this in whatever the weather brings Picasso couldn't paint a better scene Colossal! Now give me the mic and I rock like a fuckin fossil I'm mad at the track And I beat it like Hector Comacho What's poppin, what it do, what's happenin, what's crackin, que pasa?? The hospital, mi casa, su casa Bad, I'm rad, & these niggas just squares like plaid And if they're cool then I'm cold I gets money all day like the toll, bitch! SongtexteI'm raw [x8] I got my brim low, all I can see is the flow I got my brim low, all I can see is the flow I'm boutta, I'm boutta murder that shit I'm boutta, I'm boutta murder that shit I'm a BET soldier and MTV gangsta I will be on VH1 when I'm done bein famous Explain shit? I have made my way And you are just a stain b*tch You will fade away And I only leave my house to paper chase Yep, off to the jungle where I feel safe Like a homerun in the bottom of the ninth inning And I'm fresh like I'm by Mennen I'm on the clock like five minutes Tryin to get past the line of scrimmage Yeah And before I leave her thighs spinnin She give me face first like she done dived in it And if she tall I can climb in it I usually don't have a time limit And eatin p*ssy ain't a crime is it If so I should start workin on my jail visits You know!! I'm deep in game, they just sell tickets Man, I got old bread like stale biscuits You feelin froggy all you gotta do is yell ribbit Turn your ass to a statue like an exhibit Now lets get it Let me at em Leave my cage open With no pyro I leave the stage smokin Yes, it's Weezy F bitch The best thing since breath b*tch Suffocate I'm Raw [x8] I got my brim low, all I can see is the flow I got my brim low, all I can see is the flow I'm boutta, I'm boutta murder that shit I'm boutta, I'm boutta murder that shit It go uptown, uptown, operation shut down Wake up to polices Go to sleep to the gun sounds And your not a guerilla You're a dead monkey Cuz I got a banana clip in these red monkeys What you said don't be afraid to say it twice And they say life is cheap Until you pay the price It just like shakin dice Better hope you roll a winner And if you are a rat You're just the cobra's dinner Ya'll ain't fuckin with me You n*ggas under a g Like the light part of my feet And so what them n*ggas left me When it get cold I turns into Wayne Gretzky I do's it like it never been done So you can suck my dick with an elephants tongue Bitch, it's Weezy baby Mother Fucker I spit rabies I'm Raw [Repeat continuously] I got my brim low, all I can see is the flow I got my brim low, all I can see is the flow I'm boutta, I'm boutta murder that shit I'm boutta, I'm boutta murder that shit I, I, I murdered that shit I, I, I murdered that shit Rest In Peace to this song See you at the cross roads It's so hard to say goodbye Aus Songtexte Mania