Feat. Big Tymers, Mickey. (Mack 10). What?. . (Baby). Hmm-hmm. . (Mack 10). You reday to tell `em. . (Baby). Listen tell `em about you fresh. . Hook 1: (Mickey).
Yo six o'clock every morning you waking up yawning. To the sound of your alarm clock alarm. About an hour from now. You should be at the place of employment.
+Spartibus+. . [Canibus]. Yeah, This is Spartibus. Yo, yo, yo. . You wanna spar wit 'bus. Then let's get started ''cause. Atomic thrusts turn you into cosmic dust.
"Yo this shit right here is some shit some serious shit". . Yo the fact that I'm down wit Def Squad's hard to determine. Till you see me hoppin out the Coupe wit E Sermon.
This is Showtime at the Gallows. Rip The Jacker. Yo, I dialogue wit Amen-Ra 'til he gives me the nod. Or replaces me wit a supercomputer automaton. I don't barter for time I'm a martyr to rhymes.
[dj clue]. Yeah, dj clue, desert storm, all up in ya area. With the lb fam, love peace and nappiness. A little sample, but first... My man canibus, gon' rip shit down, ha ha.
[Mike Tyson]. Hey, Mike Tyson here, speakin' with the Canibus man over here. Yo, Canibus, your main objective out here is to do nottin' but. Eat, eat, eat, eat, emcees for lunch, breakfast.
[Mike Tyson]. Hey, Mike Tyson here, speakin' with the Canibus man over here. Yo, Canibus, your main objective out here is to do nottin' but. Eat, eat, eat, eat, emcees for lunch, breakfast.
[Mike Tyson]. Hey, Mike Tyson here, speakin' with the Canibus man over here. Yo, Canibus, your main objective out here is to do nottin' but. Eat, eat, eat, eat, emcees for lunch, breakfast.
People talkin' tryin' to break us up. Why won't they let us be. Bricks and stones may break my bones. But talk don't bother me. . People talkin' tryin' to break us up.
I got this shorty from Paris. closet straight lavish.. She ain't got a fat ass. but to me she the baddest.. . Found her in Soho. a loft party dolo.. Chanel purse and Angie Von G on,.
It's a Sunday night,. Sunday night with my baby. It's a Sunday night,. Sunday night with my baby. . I feel like you're the real thing. And I feel like I can believe in everything you're saying oh baby, oh baby, yeah.
Uh uh. . Is it the accent the hype or the way she walking. Am I, am I dreaming or am I sleep walking. Got my arms out stretched so I don't bump into her.
Uh uh. . Is it the accent the hype or the way she walking. Am I, am I dreaming or am I sleep walking. Got my arms out stretched so I don't bump into her.
R. Les. Listen. . [Verse 1]. It was just infatuation (yeah). And I know I should've said so (oh). Cause you gave up your relations (yeah). So that you could have me for yours.
Sitting home waiting for you,. 'Cause staring at these walls is all I do.. I try my best to be good to you,. But you're never around when I'm in the mood..
[Shyne]. Geah.. new... My niggaz frontin on pumpin and dumpin, leave 'em on the curb. Ridin on twinkies I'm (??) gun under my fur. Ma what you prefer?.
Swiss, Po. Respect our gangsta nigga. Lay down. . What you know bout holding out big Tec.. Big vest , hollow tips all up in the kid Neck. Po live it up, yellow stones lid it Up.
(-Intro-). Fever Baby. OK, alright. Brooklyn,. Uh-Oh Uh-Oh. Yeah Uh Huh. . Bitches throw ya drinks up, Style when we be comin' in. Niggas throw ya guns up, Whyle when we be runnin in.
Lord have mercy, I'm so controversy. Bet you've never seen a star cry. I gave you my life. My blood, sweat, and tears. Hip-hop's bad girl for ten fuckin' years.