crews make decisions confused All spectators can say is, "This lil' nigga's a fool" A short fuse with some loose screws, some unscrewed Better prove,
All the way live from Philly, we got the hip-hop coalition called the Foreign Objects in effect It's like dat, now dig [?uestion/Ahmir Thompson] Mr.
the winners is the natural choice Because battle after battle, we remain on top 'Cause it's not the way we look, it's the way that we rock So if you
niggaz on that real blood spill shit My rappin' tactics are drastic Stretchin' motherfuckers like Mr. Fantastic So if you wanna see my pedigree you better
't really matter does it 'Cause it be dependin' on the Who, what, why's and the whereabouts And I'm a nigger that the world don't care about Mr. Outsider
I've got what you want, and you've got what I want We both like what we see, I like the way you love me With you soft Brown skin, Mexican, big brown eyes
re'd by the shores and I could go a month straight in Fila Valores the way I used to equip with my features I was comin' to Junior High School in better
Treach, I took him out, he was no threat" Because you know I'm better than that on my worst day Takin' competition's what I do in the worst way Quick
Blowin' on a blunt Beat hittin like prrumpa-pomp-pomp I don't crack I crease sound like a big bitch In the back like a big bitch Tryin' get up out a
the skull from the big chrome gat, peeled cat release yourself now ya niggas know one more dead mothafucka on the street from the Mr doc
domesticated you could barely cook cereal! (chorus)x2 (verse 2 rap) you'z a hoodrat girl good cat girl when you want that you move a little better plus i love the way
making 'em holler Cause im a kedavers when im attackin the beat Im a scholar cause im a personification of god, So you better honor (what!?) Mr. immaculate
business [Verse 1: Cam'Ron] You ain't the only one with big wallets Got it, my shits brollic, dot it But your publishing should go to Mrs. Wallace Honest. Stealing +BIG
way, I'm on my way I'm on my way, I'm on my way I'm on my way, I'm on my way Yes, I'm on my way, all the way to the top But I comin' from the bottom
I'm lookin for A nice guy that like to fuck alot This is for my on the low niggas Average joe niggas You know, I'm tallkin plain ol' niggas Big up, big
Put that on Big Pimp and Mr. G This'll be, something that people can ride to Laid back, track cool like Rallo Hit after hit we follow Wanted to nibble and bit off way
shake that ass in a faster way Tonite I can be yo candy licker Yo big dick sticker nut 'em up in a nasty way and..... Hook [Mr. G] Well it's Friday
tight These songs to do wrong so fuck being right Late nite hype's the fiends Nobody serves 'em better to the letter We gets the chedder To the way back