you parle with dun I clap you, I clap him, and that's rule number one Suckin' my dick, and I don't give a fuck what you spit Who you are, where you
on the receipt before I foot the bill Listen garden tool don't me introduce you to my power tool You know the fucking drill How you douche bags feel knowing you're disposable? Summers
your booty shawty Im the shit Why you think Proof used to call me Doody You can sound the alarm You can call out your guards You can fence in your yard You
Rope swingers and runners Are you ready? Jump, jump, jump double dutch Jump, jump, jump, freestyle Jump, jump, jump double dutch Jump, jump, jump, freestyle
bring it back though? (you were my, you were my, you were my love. you done made, you done made, you done made my world) boy: cause you are my girl, &
glue And generate more money than FUBU For somethin' made for you by you Every hip hop nigga listen and wishin' he had your style To go against you if you
model is a supply and demand any will You went out of line with the wrong man then get killed When you damned if you will, damned if you won't A lot of
be at Here take this raw too finish then you read that Banana clips sweep Six feet where you sleep at Nigga believe that That short change leave that You
cut shook your butt Kids are screaming, the media says "What kind of music is this for you to dance to?" The man with the plan and the man demands you
good This is a remedy, simple and basic You work too hard, come on, face it You gotta treat yourself, you deserve it Dance like a wild person, come on, you
warm summer night I feel good, that's right, I feel good now, summer nights Summer days just sitting around But when the sun goes down, I'll be ready
hear you say Fight the power Lemme hear you Lemme hear you say Fight the power Lemme hear you say Fight the power Lemme hear you say Fight the power
let the music play This is dedicated to Ruddy Ray From all the homeboys around the way So def it won't get an F Jay receives an A for his essay Spins til you
Zero Nine El Que ready for report System, overload The year 2005 Caution, warning, overload Are you ready on the right? System, overload Ready on the
are irrelevant You need to let it out 'cause it could cause you bad health Hidin' your emotions could rob you from yourself Hide you from yourself Hidden emotions, you
you what you want Put that ass on dubs Feelin' when you get the party crunk Feelin' when you twork it in the clubs Feelin' when you get down on the floor Love when you
down, I told the haters I would make it I made It to the top of the world [Verse 1] Congratulations all you fakers as you see I graduated Here's a favor for you
hard, any yard where we are We call that cocaine rice, i got that Condoleezza Huh, you fuck with me chump, i rock your teacup I say before you spend