I'm from Canada o-o-o Canada the Class makes a sick beat, we call it a classic (x4) I've been around the globe and heard the confusion honestly a lot
it Know these beads is more than music whenever I talk to it Destined for greatness and y'all knew this when I doubled the pie Had a shorty and a girl
make a land field fool You've doubt for a mic dude, the Ice is a jewel Fuck rules , I got more pool than a mule Matter of fact, never comprehend the
a switchblade You see a blur that's the crossfade Loud and proud, words bombard the crowd Look up in the air you see a mushroom cloud I kick flavor to a musical
behind doors I got a new attitude, no trust Got me in a corner all a nigga can do is bust It may be you There's gonna be a lot of dead before I'm through
You can get a plastic rapper from any ol'dispenser A penny a yard, to make a record ain't hard But to make it mean something that's a job But then we
airport they check all through my bag And tell me that it's random, but we stay winnin' This week has been a bad massage, I need a happy endin' And a new beginning and a
waitin' for? Make the music that the people can't ignore A lotta niggas is bitches, a lotta bitches be trippin' A lotta them be wishin' that they was in my position A
a farm, farmer takes a wife Wife becomes a river and the giver of life Man becomes machine, oil runs down his face Machine becomes a man with a bomb in
before Nasir would explore a career in rap As a music dude, I mastered this Rubik's Cube Godzilla, fought Gargantua, eyes glued to the tube Was a, long
a fresh style (no homo) And you know you got the best smile (no homo) Your girlfriend is a lucky lady (no homo) With your looks you'll make a handsome
like I gotcha Koopa my metaphor is a metaphor That symbolizes each metaphor like a metal door (Hard!) And yall need to put up a better score We making A
't no joke I love the way she roll Especially when she working going up and down that pole Cos she's a professional and she'll stick you up without a
without a second to lose And what comes next hey bust a move In this city ladies look pretty Guys tell jokes so they can seem witty Tell a funny joke
music (Comin' down on them boys) Eh eh eh eh, I got a dump And you don't wanna see what's goin' on in that trunk (What's in the trunk?) A couple speakers
time (?) are you ready? are you ready? Life-Style just another headline Life-Style stealing your time (?) get a new hairstyle and buy a new dress check
PINELESS Music: Erik Sanko Lyrics: Chris Maxwell (?) I'm made of clay Anything you say Will determine the shape I take And look my way A vast delay Between
G's tryin' to gip me So I put a lump in this shit like a hicky All I say is to them dudes, "Come get me" Watch 'em catch a crude desire like a gypsy