, now check the method) (repeat 2x) Now it's the dictator whose style's greater It's the man with more flavors than motherfucking now & laters And rappers I hit
head in your cunt and lots o' blood squirtin' it's big trouble in little vagina like Jack Burton I mean Wayne Cock(?) God(?) your pants are dirty old man hit
rapper Whose album comes out tomorrow comes out tomorrow [R] This was Da Night B4 My Shit Drop Are you one of those New Jack rappers who just started
' life at a different pitch But I stick to the scrip dump a snitch in a ditch It's '94 I came to be fuckin' around Paranoia of a jack so I'm quick to
trying to charge a brotha Call me late night, spark a philly R-kelly, I jack the brother Coming from the pit of memphis Hypnotize madalion glisten Ho don't play the role
I started makin' money and knew things would change Bought a Benz, thought it might earn respect But the OPD, found it hard to accept I got jacked by the Task and jacked
Brainsick Enterprise I keep it movin' and can't shit hold me back I'm on your map I bet you didn't even know that Slow your role ease back up don't
that Brainsick shit Jack The Ripper: I go deep into my mind and then I starts to flip Blowin' up ain't shit watch your bitch get hit From the brainstorm
once Dedicate my life to rockin' mics, dirtbikes and knockin' out fronts A menace to sobrierty with a variety of mental problems I'm refusin' to quit till I hit rock bottom Addicted to cadillacs, jumbo Jacks
it I meant it trust I don't insinuate shit I turn a deaf ear to the feed back You come from the bottom, I come from underneath that Ya'll hit the strip
under una dem yella dimonds lookin like a fridge full of coronas unas you c through like cubic saconias n me i keep it funky like pubic aroma hit em with
than a janitor Lord Finesse: Now it's the dictator who's style is greater It's the man with more wild flavors than motherfuckin' Now & Laters And rappers I hit
got jacked for my shit Took a long chronic hit and thought about the time When I was 12 years old and I emptied my first clip Hit my first switch same
(Joe) Aiyyo, we veterans now, AZ, AZ And J-O-E (AZ) I'm back, no Belve, just bottles of Don With the same role plays that's about to go on, Any stagnation
out how mad it is Time waits for nobody handle your biz Extortionists would love to man-handle this I'm ignorant, refuse to understand what extortion is Jack me and get what? Jack
thousand; jack pot Call my block gravel, (why) it's mad rocks I'm the owner of the team, fuck the mascot Sucking mad cock, 650 rag top Damn, don't get hit
(chorus - I swear to God it feel like death is fucking callin me. But naw you wouldn't understand....) Ayo hit wit at least ten, beat again Hey Cam'Ron
ol' bitch Only thing, hang with the same ol' clique Chopper City and we bought to train till the end Slim got killed, you gone see him in the bricks Nigga gotta jacking