is low in the sky I feel like going out before the night passes by I won't just sit around when life becomes a drag I dance I like the bass, turn it
on Sire Records not M.C.A. C.B.S.,Capitol,cause they move too slow Now Sire/Warner Bros. clocks all the dough As the record revolves money's gettin' made A.S.C.A
with blood upon a butcher knife You say, "The Ice is ill", an' ill I am They try to ban my shit and I don't give a damn Roll up, your eye will get swoll
can make a rhyme comlicated as a puzzle Dangerous and as violenl as a pit bull in a muzzle But this record is for radio s-t-e-r-e-o It not to be banned
] I climb a mountain top with just one rope Get to the top of the stairs and say a rhyme that's dope Cause I'm a cliffhanger, no, I ain't a stranger
parking spots And they say money talks so don?t ask me y I talk a lot Girl I?ll kiss ya softest spot, I?ll buy your apartment out Actualy I just bought a
brain Till we touchdown There ain't no way to keep 'em quiet With T.I. and Shady, baby, we 'bout to move inside a ride When we touchdown When we get
wheel for a while, tail lights, white lines C'mon, take a ride with me no cash, can't splash Don't care, I swear, no bank, full tank, blowing smoke in
a dozen Even Eleven-5, if I see ya keep it comin' And my weight, that's just as heavy as my name So much dough, I can't swear I won't change Excuse
you shaking wit an ass like that? Besides I wasn't really trying to smash like that I got a girl, bitch I ain't fast like that This Miami, time's wasting, bet that bass
really feel naughty I got a naughty, naughty style and a naughty, naughty crew But everything I do, I do just for you I'm a little bit of old and a
', rockin' puttin' a side of hip hop 'Cause where we're goin' there ain't no stoppin' Poppin', sockin', puttin' a side of hip hop 'Cause where we're goin' there ain't
, another year Come on everyone, new millennium Here it comes, another year Everyone, new millennium There's a party tonight, everybody was drinkin' The house was screamin' and the bass was shakin' And it won't
Shop Garage As I rung the bell someone tapped me on my back I turned around to look it was a rookie in a mask He said, "I got a itchin' on my trigger Don't
in line with a knick knack paddy whack we'll be getting down when we roll in to your town roll call - l.a., new york, san francisco roll call - chicago, d.c
Our position is monumental, all your shit was accidental! Simple, don't be no fool! Don't be consumed in auto-tune. (Auto-tune!) 'Cause it's a deadly
than a Luke record (what?) Had the place took in a minute and some seconds Asked her how many of it was em? (How many of it was em?) Said she couldn't
C-O-O-L, cool, we so motherfuckin' cooler than you Da, da, da, da, da, da, da Da, da, da, da Da, da, da, da, da, da, da Da, da, da Bass Damn it, damn
