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A hem
What we have here is a very serious delicate situation
Lots of people out here always ridin the dick hmmph
But check this out
I like your style i like your stride
And i like your motivation
But the late show we ain&#39;t standin for that shit
So my man right here he wrote a little song about it
Why don&#39;t you sing it

[common]
Ring the alarm here comes the com
Call me mr. hollywood -- check it out
Ring the, alarm, here comes, the com
Call me mr. hollywood
On the goodship, lollipop
Pop goes the lolli lolli, for i&#39;m, the jolly
Good fellow, he-llo? is anybody there?
I&#39;m not a step, so don&#39;t stare
Because i rock-well i always feel like
I always feel like, somebody&#39;s watchin me
Ooh, somebody&#39;s watchin me
It&#39;s gotta be that, that that that nigga that sweat my shit
I say say say, &quot;black get off the &#39;zack,
You block my urinal tract&quot;
I gotta go pee-pee, yo you don&#39;t know me
You&#39;re just a new kid on my jock, tip-seekin and you&#39;re phony
It&#39;s my little pony and you cannot get a ride
So when you see me homey, just please just step aside
Step aside, not talkin wlidside, i&#39;m comin from the southside
Where the ruffnecks reign; if you can&#39;t stand it, don&#39;t go outside
Cause it&#39;s hot i got the stuff to call your bluff and pull your card
And nowadays it&#39;s all these dick kids, that wanna be hard
You&#39;re fraudulent, i can tell a pussy by his scent
So sorry, but the van got tipped
And out is how i&#39;m lookin, i&#39;m lookin out for my people
I&#39;m fly like i&#39;m fly like but me don&#39;t have no eagle
Beat the beater with the juice, how far would you go to
You&#39;re never gonna get it, woo-wooh-wooh-wooh sings like en vogue
You wasn&#39;t down from the +jump+, so why you wanna kris kross?
You no business buyin, insecure junkyard motherfucker
Get lost, cause youse a sucker

[common]
We really lucky we got em, you can spot em
From a distance, now let&#39;s just say for instance
You got a crank gettin ganked for his bank by some snake
Little wench -- is you is, or is you ain&#39;t
The suck-errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
You gotta gotta be, gotta be, to let the shit occur
Gettin pimped, by a hoe, that ain&#39;t too proud to beg, for your dough
She get your money mo money mo money money mo
I couldn&#39;t go out like that if it was my first day off of punishment
Just call me kaopectate; in relationships, i&#39;m runnin shit
So don&#39;t be comin to me with that, &quot;we can go out, you pay&quot;
Cancel that bitch, it&#39;s the, unamerican way
This is the circumcision, and skins is gettin cut off
Ridin on my shit, just to get they nut off
Not, no cops, just low-downs want a lick
If you ain&#39;t down with the &#39;van, dyke, get off the dick
Cause i remember the time, the time, the time you tried
To play me like i was booty but now you&#39;re just a groupie
Sweatin me uhh, sweatin me uhh
Tellin me when i get big don&#39;t be forgettin me uhh
But forget you, forgot you, after, i rock you
It&#39;s blo pop time bitch, you better set your clock
To the charms alarm

[common]
Why&#39;d the sucker mc sucker mc cross the road?
To get to the other side?
Why&#39;d the sucker mc sucker mc cross the road?
To get to the other side, now check it out
I got the pep in my step, the slide in my glide
So i won&#39;t trip, when i let my backbone slip
Some shake it to the east, i&#39;m shakin west, well i&#39;ma shake your mid
And i&#39;ma get you suckaz, just give me one side, and one rib
I barbeque the mouths hey, i barbeque the mouths
Cause mom always said - don&#39;t play wack in the house
So take that garbage to the backyard
And i was like, &quot;everybody wanna wanna rap hard&quot;
Before you wasn&#39;t hardcore, so sonic why ya flipped?
How you gonna hop when you ain&#39;t hip?
You found rap, on a two-way street - and lost it
On a parkway, i ain&#39;t sayin no names, yo rico suave
Fuckin goons fakin stab wounds, i need to shank the crank
Elvis presley jr., tryin to be somethin that you ain&#39;t
No daps, y&#39;all are hoes, y&#39;all go on stage
And take off all your clothes; then you -- strike a pose
You knows and i knows, that&#39;s how you sell your record
Because your shit is butt, you gotta get naked
But you&#39;re wack, you&#39;re wack, showin your body to me
I said you&#39;re wack, you&#39;re wack, showin your body to me
You got no soul man, and you need to get a pound
Cause you, ain&#39;t, ah-really
.. with true hip-hop you suckers

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