You got a beautiful face Sitting on the roof of the factory high There's a blood orange moon in the strawberry sky To come home soon is the wish and
We got another pub anthem This song right here, is about makin out with somebody And never talkin to them again (laughter) And basically, how jealousy
Beer! Makes us fired up! So come on, drink it all night long! Slam it girl! Slam it girl! Slam it girl! Slam it girl! Slam it girl! Where's the marching
[spoken] Trust me bro. Look. I know you're in the building, rapper. Studios are always in buildings, man. They're not outside! (Give a speech.) [rap
me, it's locked down and it's scarred Go home, I don't need me a wife, I'm happily single for life, alright? My name is Mac Sheldon I'm a fire-sign leo
I know a girl that blows weed smoke in her newborn baby's face She swears that he loves the taste I know a guy that gets drunk til his ass can't stand
dreams, and cracked out dopamines, where everybody'y looking for an ocean scene, where 'Pac and Biggie are passe cuz back home, we speak in terms of Mac
Fake laughter Fake laughter Fake laughter Yeah, it's funny isn't it I'm a dark storm cloud that's floatin' over top of suburbia I''ll bust, if you
turn into Fort Knox (bitch know) It's Ice Cube comin' straight from the gutter Westcoast Don, you fags undastata (?) [Jayo] (verse two) {:59 There is sa-lethal
deal, dig em' a ditch, then take they grip Put em in the back of the Cadillac show em how my Mini-Mac gonna act My tactics is lethal Leave the whole town
hate and can't wait For the next crab nigga to step and meet fate I'm lethal when I see you, there is no sequel Twenty-four seven, Mac 11 is my people
deck when the king on set hey hey we got them G'z on deck hey and hit the deck when the king on set (T.I.) slap a slug on me mac 11 in the bubble coat
minded, on the A-Train with a deranged brain I was buildin' the walls of hell way before the flames came And bitches love me with a MAC-11 Tellin' the
You betta hit the deck when the king on set We got them G'z on deck And hit the deck when the king on set [T.I.:] Strap a slug on me mac 11 in the bubble
can't wait For the next crab nigga to step and meet fate I'm lethal when I see you, there is no sequel 24-7. Mac 11 is my people So why you wanna end
to your concience and hit like Tyson No competition, cause I cause wonders Nas will battle rappers by the football numbers A motor mouth killer, rhyme writin thriller Hold a mac-11
give em hit a licc then take the grip Put em in the back of the Cadillac show em how my Mini-Mac gonna act My tactics is lethal Leave the whole town hella
