Presidents My Team Too Strong Everyday We Make Hits My Team Dont Stop Its About Time You Show The Fox [Verse 3: Jason Fox] I Got Another One For Making These Hits
for mine So step in line, a couple of hits, dome split, I be lit on a for real base With a machete I'll slice your neck just like them jason cases Murder
know that'll kill 'em Averagin' a 100 yards a game my competition Better back up I'm the E runnin' back Niggas that ain't ready get the machete For the lyrical Jason
Thatll Kill Em Averagin A 100 Yards A Game My Competition Better Back Up Because Im The E Running Back Niggas Get Ready For The Machete For The Lyrical Jason
up to his car with a cassette in my hand Then I free styled for him 'cause this could be my only chance Me an' my partner Jason, we started doin' mix
the dugs, I'm like Manny when he shrugs An' they bug [Incomprehensible] women wearin' Sevens in the club A deadly combination, like venom hits your blood Jason
with The Wiz. (Chorus) I love to live the Simple Life I love to live the Simple Life With my kids and wife What a man to do with rhymes Sharp as Jason
past the mic Ia??m bout to clown Captain fills my cup Ia??m bout to drown Into heat seeking Mild freaking As Phillie guts hits the ground Am I acid peakin
, it hits radio be bumpin' it Consensus these cats are forever flippin' hits But every time I turn around, Spooks got to prove this Old hits to new hits next hits
it Chorus Verse 4: United States United Kingdom the rhymes I bring them spread like syndroms T.O. mixed it New York freshed it all these def hits
wanna say, step in the booth in one take and How could I not sell a million when I'm rappin' on Dre hits Then spit that classical LA, NWA shit The media
earthquake sound Pump it up and play it so they hear it all around I do it up rough, tough, I don't bluff And this is an example of funky stuff When you wanna make hits
, you don't hear me though You don't hear me though, c'mon, c'mon! [Method Man] Watch them young guns that take none, nobody safe from the Friday the 13th, ghetto Jason
That?s made by Ginzu, wait until when you try to front So I can chop into your body Just because you try to be basing Friday the 13th I?mma play Jason
off me, I need rooms to puff It?s Saint Dog and I can?t get enough Rough, I smoke so I like it goin? down We?re all gettin' lifted 'cause I just stole a pound Two hits
Babylon, man I can't get enough Rough I smoke, so I like it goin' down We're all getting lifted 'cause I just stole a pound Two hits and pass, that'
he don't know how to swim He's got amplifiers, microphones Record players, God only knows All the girls say, "Shut up and gimme the groove" He keeps those hits
don't hear me though, you don't hear me though You don't hear me though, c'mon, c'mon Watch them young guns that take none, nobody safe From the Friday the 13th, ghetto Jason