It never really mattered too much to me. That I was just too damn old to emcee. All that really matters is if your rhymes was ill. Girl, that's all that really mattered to me, oh baby.
Jump on the track with a hardcore hustle. With a busload a niggas this time we bought 'cha muscle. Wildchild's the one to uplift most and it's confirmed.
Tripping off the beat kinda, dripping off the meat grinder. Heat niner, pimping, stripping, soft sweet minor. China was a neat signer, trouble with the script.
The rest is empty with no brain but the clever nerd. The best emcee with no chain ya ever heard. Take it from the Tec-9 holder. They've bit but don't know their neck shine from Shinola.
It never really mattered too much me. Cause I was just too damn old to m.c. All that really mattered is if your rhymes was ill. Girl, that's all that really mattered to me, oh baby.
Give me a little bit, a little bit. Just a little bit, or a lot. . Pieces of the dream that I pick up in my mind. Is not blind, of our love. Every day when I look into your brown eyes.
I knew you was fucking around. Playing all innocent and hoeing since the foundation. Don't make me have to pound his tin crown face in. And risk being jammed up like traffic inbound from spacing.
The rest is empty with no brain but the clever nerd. The best emcee with no chain ya ever heard. Take it from the Tec-9 holder. They've bit but don't know their neck shine from Shinola.
Villain get the money like curls. They just tryin' to get a nut like squirrels in his mad world. Land of milk and honey with the swirls. Where reckless naked girls get necklaces of pearls.
So nasty that it's probably somewhat of a travesty having me. Daily told the people "You can call me Your Majesty!". Keep your battery charged. You know it won't stick, yo.
Quas, when he really hit star mode. Never will he boost loose Phillies with the barcode. Or take a whole carload on a wasted trip. Or slit White Owl laced tip from tip with yip.
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the debut grand opening. Of Madvillain Bistro Bed and Breakfast Bar and Grill. Cafe lounge on the water. . Where we offer you the finest of the finer things.
One for the money. Two for the bass. Three to get you going. Cause Da Brat's in the place. . It's me, the OG funk bandit. The be to the are-a-t and in fact.
B Side, B side, ha, check it. So So Def ... Bad Boy ... collaboration. The Notorious BIG in the house. We got Da Brat in the house. And me, y'all know who I be.
I promise the funk the whole funk and nothin' but the funk...Yoooooohoo. . Chorus: I be Da B-R-A-T the new lady wit dat shit ya can't fuck wit (say 2x).
B Side, B side, ha, check it. So So Def ... Bad Boy ... collaboration. The Notorious BIG in the house. We got Da Brat in the house. And me, y'all know who I be.
Get down... ain't no room to mess around. When Da Brat-tat-tat-tat's all up in your town. I'm in the front with a blunt never playing the back. It's that new nigga on the block and I don't slack.