t come to your job, tryin' to flip your burgers I can handle this crowd, I don't need your service You wanna be my dancer, you must be trippin' If you ain't got big
best, extorted the rest Wearin' a niggas shit, crossin' my chest Life on the line, say prayers under my breath But knew I'd be 'aight 'cause right there to my
up my style once again So me and my moms could still be friends My daddy wasn't buggin out so far Watchin me pretend to be another rap star Through my
jerk Make 'em bang, bang, make 'em all move Do the damn thing, my niggaz bang loose Timber, Hawk, it's the big hawk Ready to chalk With the boom ping
with me? And let my love, let my love and let my love Ladies and Gentleman, it's Talib Kweli Yeah, this Ear Drum y'all B-b-banging on your ear drum
Here we go, come on come on, now here we go Here we go, come on come on, yeah Stay strong this ain't for the faint hearted My name's honored 'cause my
get a pimp Dope boy shoes, big rings And only bad bitches say my name, hoe I'm Fresh, brand new Every time, that I come through Hoe look at my wrist, my
is (bang bang bang bang!) And (kkkaaaa ching!) And take your money Rollin through the city, old school on them big boys, 12 inch woofers in the trunk making big noise, Got the big
boy Bun slide in [Donell Jones] Back rub (I got it) Big tubs (I got it) Feel good, whatever you want, oo yeah No doubt (About it) I'll bang (Your body
all, if a rap nigga say my name I'm a fight y'all Fuck a state, light charge My predicate status, irrelevant My man got the big rap sheet that's outweighing
if a rap nigga say my name I'm a fight y'all Fuck a state, light charge My predicate status, irrelevant My man got the big rap sheet that's outweighing
8 bang, let the woofers blow, Throw some ass in my lap and I'm good to go I spray that Shawn Don bottle, crack a beer While the ladies all robbing
the big guys, stomp all the pies Kick the box, light these M-80's Ladies grab your babies, run for safety I don't think it may be a, good idea to stand
(Yo, Kid) I know about being macho Calling the shots the big time head honcho (Yeah) But here's something even more gacho One of my homeboys is your old lady
was Gallahger Cold like Alas-a-ka, flip 'em like spatula People be trying to bite my flows like Dracula's Spectacular, my rappin' doesn't seem to have
said I shot some shit up out of my dick Now she sick, she better LAY LOW For the niggaz who be claimin my hood and really ain't from my gang, better LAY
that said I shot some shit up out of my dick Now she sick, she better LAY LOW For the niggaz who be claimin my hood and really ain't from my gang, better
I'm supposed to do Fuck my face Man come on man This my hook up Come on man let me get that shit This is my hook up man get your ass away Come on man