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And on the cool check in
Center stage on the mic
And we're puttin' it on wax
It's the new style
Four and three and two and one (what up!)
And when i'm on the mic - the suckers run (word!)
Down with adrock and mike d. and you ain't
And i got more juice than picasso got paint
Got rhymes that are rough and rhymes that are slick
I'm not surprised you're on my dick
B-e-a-s-t-i-e, what up mike d.
Ah yeah, that's me
I got franks and pork and beans
Always bust the new routines
I get it - i got it, i know it's good
The rhymes i write - you wish you would i'm never in training - my voice is
Not straining
People always biting and i'm sick of complaining
So i went into the locker room during classes
Bust into your locker and i smashed your glasses
You're from secausus - i'm from manhattan
You're jealous of me because your girlfriend is cattin'
(bridge) there it is - kick it!!!
Father to many - married to none
And in case you're unaware i carry a gun
Stepped into the party - the place was over packed
Saw the kid that dissed my homey and shot him in the back
I had to get a beeper 'cause my phone is tapped
You better keep your mouth shut 'cause i'm fully strapped
I got money in the bank - i can still get high
That's why your girlfriend thinks that i'm so fly
I've got money and juice - twin sisters in my bed
Their father had envy so i shot him in the head
If i played guitar i'd be jimmy page
The girlie's i like are underage (check it!)
Girls with boyfriends are the kind i like
I'll steal your honey like i stole your bike
Your father - he's jealous 'cause i'm making that green
I've got the girlie's numbers from the places i been
(repeat bridge)
You wanna know why - because i'm