young to drive but live hip hop And the kids are upstate kids that thought rap Was past tense, hence the last name Got name for playing basements and such And making songs
street shit and that's the way it has to be Myself, Sheek Louch and I'm still MTV I can talk about guns, go out, smack some nuns Then flip and do a song
God Play Sheik out in the yard, but that shit too hard My dough too long, nowadays my flow too strong What y'all make in a year, I kick that for a song
away with all the Chinese restaurants Do away with all the fakes Gloria Estefans Clap your hands if you love it and just play shit Cause we don?t just make songs
month from year to year like the Fifth of May to the Fifth of May, ole And I put that on the hairs of my chiny-chin-chin You don't want to begin, something
than a mutharfucka with the gangsta beats And we was ballin' on the muthafuckin' Compton streets Peep, the shit got deep and it was on Number 1 song after number 1 song
know for only 13, she got some big tits After that, your dad would try to jump again And only this time I'd put the 40 to his chin After your mom does
here to team number 2 Twiztid are you ready? Man fuck you we ready Do you have a song selected? Yeah we got a song What you wanna go with Man it don'
know for only 13 she got some big tits After that, your dad would try to trip again And only this time I'd put the 40 to his chin After your mom does
only 13 she got some big tits. After that your dad would try and jump again, But only this time I'd put the 40 to his chin. After your mom does the dishes
Run, D and Jason, made a dedication To those listenin', we're not dissin' 'em Recording and rewarding so we won't be missin' 'em Keep on playin' song
I'm just playin I got a white mom You got any black in you (no), would you like some Oh word, you like my songs that be playin on tha radio You know the
plenty pay. Your boy Tech done blown, an still rep the home, but now I just wanna be left alone. They wish death and my flesh and my chromosomes slept my songs
I'm The Grinch, I smell your stinch And it is you I so despise I hate you when you destroy buildings and kill millions of children From black white Chinese
I'm The Grinch I smell your stinch And it is you I so despise [Tech N9ne] I hate you when you destroy buildings And kill millions Of children From black white Chinese
I seein Affection, bootyclappin Left y'all tailwaggin Like cats in heats Rubbing against my knees I smell fleas Plucking roaches of your thongs Yall got the nerve to walk around naked playing a job b song
me out for years Trying to reduplicate me, but they can't, so they hate me While white boys rub the heads of black music with a Japanese assistant What does a Chinese
niggas sound more and more like me. makes me wanna quit this shit hold on ima do it like this try to find me its like im chinese somewhere in china