going down, down, all the way down Love me like a superstar, Play me like a steel Ia??m going down, down, all the way down Down, down, falling all the way down
going down, down, all the way down Love me like a superstar, Play me like a steel I?m going down, down, all the way down Down, down, falling all the way down
m going down, down, all the way down Love me like a superstar, Play me like a steel I?m going down, down, all the way down Down, down, falling all the way down
just follow the freaks You can spot us out of town by the way that we walk The way that we talk, cocky the state of New York Hot now, top down at the
I've been a rambler, all my life Been a bet it all gambler Yeah I let it all ride Never been afraid of losin Yeah there's been times I've lost it all
with laughter, I'm too big for the room You know from two stories up A zenith makes a big boom It's hard to get around in a six foot town When your ten
outta here Both of y'all can kiss my ass All cops want me, so does the F.B.I. Because my rhymes are fly They still tryin' to stop me, shut me down block
the score Grab the microphone and proceed to roar [ ROUND 2: MC Taste ] Are y'all set, all prepared to start Move in close cause here comes the dope part By the way
me Imma take you places you don't wanna go 50 60 stacks of more and I'm in your town Just to shake some booty home but it finna go down Hear that click
All that's on my mind is get that dough He try me imma take you places you don't wanna go 56 stacks of more and I'm in your town Just to shake some booty
a big smoker, I'm a little drinker The peace sign is just the trigger in the middle finger What you know bout it? Man, y'all clueless I let two women
a big smoker, I'm a little drinker The peace sign is just a trigger and the middle finger What you know about it? Man y'all clueless I let two women ride
move your booty, mama We the blast mastas blastin' out the drumma (Wha?) La la la la la We the big town stompas and big sound pumpas The beat bump-bumps all
white guy called Johnny Otis took Bo Diddleys rhythm He changed it into handjive and it went like this In a little old country town one day A little
's my dog Through the ups and downs, robberies and all Though I always knew he wanted my downfall He would say his little slick shit and act real funny
Well, I had two weeks of vacation time coming After working all year down at 'Big Roy's Heating And Plumbing' So one night when my family and I were gathered
too far so I say "Fuck y'all, fuck y'all, y'all, y'all haters All, y'all, y'all, y'all haters" Black nigga killa, killa, killa, killa Black nigga killa
