 Your mind's all a flutter no pigs on the gig, no swine for the supper
no wine in the cupboard, everything of mine must show signs of the suffer
And keep you oppressed to the other, struggle
To keep it all fresh like tupper
One of the tougher ginger bread men out the cutter,
Skin ain't Huck Finn but I ain't Nigger Jim mother fucker
I'm more like clubber from the upper cut of the gutter
Never can't tell I won't bow down to the cow like Calculta
That ain't what I'm rapping for, I'd rather be a matador
So tar, tar, rev and roar
I know that sounds fucked up like a
But there's no roof clips if I lose so I choose
To keep on seeing red like crips in...
Ha!
He the guy who rise to eye pools
I keep it down rise to harpoons, ...to the sign of rise up
it's time to rise up,...it's fucked up,
Hey I'm right that ... I ain't ... the best, oh
... niggers just yell at me but I got ... oh
...down on the ground ...
If you want to bug, if you want to chill, if you want to...
if you want to joke, if you want to spit ...
Been around the world the things that I've seen
these things get turned into things that I sing
things stringed together with similes in between
then ming with the thing
since little green marines I
... jing ming, dream, bling, ring, bling, ring, oh
...singing that ... somebody to love rap...
better stay on your scene ...
...I got the ... fly with no wings
I must admit it I am chained with the best, oh
... niggers is jealous... but I got ... oh
...down on the ground ...
If you want to bug, if you want to chill, if you want to...
if you want to joke, if you want to spit ...
Success is my friend, who knew that when I grew up I'd be just like him
Expect my roar if you reject my wim, errect my law, respect my pim
I bring the pain, ... I bring the pain
...jump the family one of my best friend,
Try and kill us all your deaths breaks in, I'll just reply with excess winds
Please God correct my sins to protect my kin, as they keep thinking
... my leg...
I must admit it I am chained with the best, oh
... niggers is jealous... but I got ... oh
...down on the ground ...
If you want to bug, if you want to chill, if you want to...
if you want to joke, if you want to spit ...
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