the beats, Steevee-O has the musical notes Spinderella's like a propeller spinnin' music so dope Makin' a lot of noise for all the boys shootin' the gift
gold around your next This is my manuscript to spit lyrics like I'm fat spliff I show the whole damn world my gift From pirates to speakin the pawn
musically we'll amaze ya We've been blessed and we've been gifted like Jesus in His manger Won't you shout Hallelujah! Here comes your music savior?
you hear what I'm about, nigga feel my truths The music business hate me 'cause the industry ain't make me Hustlers and boosters embrace me and the music
alone because Jimmy is the magnet I'm so rope they call me Mr. Roper When the troubles arise, you know I'm the cool coper On the mic I score just like
sleep alone because jimmy's the magnet I'm so rope they call me mr. roper When the troubles arise I'm the cool coper On the mic I score just like the
boy "strictly snappin necks!" [parrish smith] Welcome... and all aboard Crab tried to diss, now it's time to score People, tripped and flipped, when we splurged our gift
'til the next time we meet forever! [Chorus] [Verse Two] Music business hate me cause the industry ain't make me Hustlers and boosters embrace me and the music
never be sure The game's so sick I'm just looking for the cure Like that Dead Prez flick when they was looking for the score This whole shit here is forceman
because Jimmy's the magnet I'm so rope they call me Mr. Roper When the troubles arise you know I'm the cool coper On the mic I score just like the Yankees
Their dead bodies lay The crowd they seem surprised They're trading gifts and celebrate, the witnesses demise But they don't know the score, three days
til the next time we meet forever! [Chorus] [Verse Two] Music business hate me cause the industry ain't make me Hustlers and boosters embrace me and the music
arms grow soft and timid Until he got caught he sentenced and now he forced to been with Up north's the sentence, I found a team to score and win with
