my house, I went down to the deli I spent my last dime to refill my fat belly I got rhymes galime, I got rhymes galilla And I got more rhymes than Phillis Diller MCA take a stand, man
Aiyyo, don't go near the speakers The big showdown, the display is skill I'm the type of guy, so put your girl on the pill Take a family snap shot, kiss
avoid havin' the same thing Said about me, Xzibit stand underground Like the roots of a tree, watered three times a day Forty ounce Olde E, like a magnifying
damage The type 9/11, so duke call the reverend Sermon, the rappin' Mandingo A mega producer, more drunk than Ringo 'A Star Is Born', Erick Streisand, the E, I'm nice man
rear son The last thing you want with Big L is a fair one Cause in a street brawl, I strike men like lightning You see what happened in my last fight
are going to translate: "This is my left hand." Repeat after me: "Questa e' la mia mano sinistra." And now: "This is my right hand." Repeat after me: "Questa e
Chicago The type of freestyler flow Yeah, it's fluent and we don't need to flow no more To my man Mos Def, yo, he nonstop To my man Enola, yo, he's
in here" He went for his pistol and didn't know I was strapin Dag nab it, I had to let him have it What type of nigga did he think you was E?
no one around care So give me all of them, and I will follow them There won't be no one around to see cause I'm the Last Man Standing Brightness falls
the valley I don't wanna stand here All night in this bar ( dear lord ) I don't wanna stand here All night in this bar ( no shit ) I don't wanna stand
else I'll never cook him another single hungry man tv dinner again I say, "listen man, you better treat me with some R-e-s-p-e-c-t Cause I gotta
not the type to go around fronting Ayo, they don't call me lord finesse for nothing "it's the l-o-r-d f-i-n-e double s-e" "all the party
Bread gamblin, grand tamperin In two bars I send ya man scrambling Now how it feel to throw punches and can't land em Or be powerless while you can't stand
steel anvil Because you grafted off the next man's skill But still I remain mellow, seein the theatrics of Othello Run over tactics of the C-L-O/N-E-
in here" He went for his pistol and didn't know I was strapin Dag nab it, I had to let him have it What type of nigga did he think you was E? I know
and then I reach for the bomb The things they get awfully man Wanna see what I put them shit come Took em for they last dollar, holla Man I ain't giving
to the deli I spent my last dime to refill my fat belly I got rhymes galime - I got rhymes galilla And I got more rhymes than Phillis Diller M.C.A. takes a stand - man
life I beg you please write back I finished typing I sent the e-mail quite fast I bowed my head and prayed with the strength that I had She said man