Till the day that I drop you'll never say that I'm not killin' them 'Cause when I am not then I am stop pinnin' them And I am not hip hop and I'm just
of hypnotic And I am not in control of my body, I go robotic and blow a fuse out Homies is like you're startin to static And I'm nah that's just my swagger
It's Lord Finesse, the rhyme vet Like Bigge, I'm 'Ready to die', but it ain't my fucking time yet I bring the noise like static, I cause havoc When I
your thing in a cup And you take a diagnosis, you see your boy Shock G wrote this To open up your mind, do you know who I am, deliverer of a rhyme My
for young ladies to molest! (come on!) lady to undress, ... and i'm gone dress like king, i am! me i am, ... king i am, king i am, the real king locked
have fun (HAVE FUN) Have, HAVE, HAVE FUN!!!! [Malik Blunt] Yes, I will address and press about my microphone me-ssiah, am the best siah? Yes-I am most
Just like on a.t.e.e.m, I'm an addict, I'm an adict Back at the crib I just cause nothing but static I think my mama-san is pissed and vexed cause she
and set on fire let me try a Little somethin' new, grand 'cuz what I am Is mathematic, I must to blow your static if I can I.N.C., crew I thought you
ever be done But I feel you drifting, you don't have to hide from me I just keep hoping you let me in maybe I can't help but talking may, I am here for
Hey, as I think to myself what a wonderful world Static, we bring trouble to your right side Hey, Keith I just met this chick, why am I arguin' with this girl? Static
front porch getting deeper Ghetto love got 'em feelin', yeah yeah I am smoking, I am smoke Sittin' in the [Incomprehensible] and smoking weed I am smoking weed, I am
into that good night Sing us a song for me Hysteria Mass hysteria Mass hysteria Mass hysteria Red alert is the color of panic Elevated to the point of static
static (Static) Gettin' nothin' but static (Static) Static in my attic from Channel Z Gettin' nothin' but static (Static) Gettin' nothin' but static (Static) Static
I look up at the sky at night to see where you are Static in the air outside its shocking my skin I really shouldn't care so much but I am already in
Nigga like me to go thick What the hell, if you really want to suffer Stop pressin', and now what's the problem? Niggas start the static Always with
the hours keep passing, by like a train with my brain steady asking. Did I do the right thing? Listen to my feelings. Am I on the right page? Or am I
how you really feel The radio's perfect pitch Makes me nauseous, oh The dimwits are digging a ditch On my heartbeat radio Tell me what's the deal with the static
fade I'm your man, I'm your monkey, I'm your magic I'm your man, I'm your memory, I'm your static Life's a little too intense I am less than perfect
