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点击复制I be better get some that of bass
It's another record check it mad methods
To put my brothers and sisters on a deathbed
You know he cheated took what he wanted
But now you blunted
Suckin up to the devil steppin down a level
It's who they fear is you
Who protects us from us and you from you
I sued them bastards yeah they got bounce
I took a 98 cause I never liked a limo
But pump pump pump pu-pump pump it up
Mad rhyme A for mad times that's what's up
Some ain't gonna change I got em in a range
I gotta rearrange so I'm buildin back your brain
Wreckin records with funky stuff
Give it up give it up give it up yo
Give it up give it up gotta give it up
Yeah give it up
You gots ta give it up now
Come again with the same old bounce
I'm calling a foul and once again it counts
Mad tense mad tense brothers know
The blunts in the back got the black behind and that's wack
Cracked Hey corn Jimmy cracker singin I don't care it's on
I gotta get a rhyme through the rough and crazy times
Call me a Hannibal lecture yes I checked her
They don't hear me though so here I go
I'm sick and tired so Sly'll take ya higher
When I'm takin his sound to bring you down
Rappers rippin a lyrical kickin finger-lickin
But to the rhythm I'm givin but never cotton pickin
Like James Brown I'm sayin it loud
Am I loud enough Huh you got ta give it up
Some ain't gonna change some ain't gonna change
Some ain't gonna never ever change
Some ain't gonna change some ain't gonna change
Give it up
And when I'm coming some young dumb and fulla cum
Some second guessing my lessons about saving young
Some don't know like Run said so here we go
Where it is inside whoop there it is
There it is d**n right
There it is can you hit me off with another one
I never did represent doing dumb s**t
Some gangsta lying -I'd rather diss Presidents
Dead or alive bring em and I'll swing em
I vocalize I just rap I don't sing em
Flick em and I fling em you can go with em
Hall of Fame for the game for the points I Dave Bing em
Go Grandmama close but no cigar
I got mine for I'm using my rhyme
The flow go wherever I want and that's clever
Give a piece of my time to prevent some crime
And who behind puttin the guns to the young ones
The ones that make em is the ones that take em
Rugged for no reason down in duck season
I don't want my mama on the street wearing armor
Check yaself So before ya wreck yaself
Respect yaself hah you got ta give it up
Give it up give it up give it up
Give it up give it up