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Y'all muth*fkas is sadly mistaken
I think -
I don't really think y'all understand
What it is that I exactly do
I make joints for the radio
And all that, youknowmsayin?
But this is my s**t right here, yo
We can just get right to it
Hope they can fk with it
VERSE 1
I can make joints all day, never touch a average
Sauce, hot s**t, ain't nothin but a marriage
Skills that I possess, die to have it
Hip-hop muth*fka, I rap like a savage
Automatics for f*gg*ts who brag about fabrics
Mad blood on your carriage, no love for you addict
I roast all y'all , homicide closed, die most
It's suicide fkin with me, try toast
fk cats talkin first class but fly coach
The laugh is over, Mr. Half-a-Soda
You're at your quota, I'm halfway to Minnesota
The seat 1a sippin a ice cold ??Momossa??
Never sober, when I awake I can make a wish
Head from the b*tch servant or steak and fish
Arouse my meat till I'm sound asleep
Gettin brain surgery at 33'000 feet
A nigg* knocked out till I hit the ground and creeped
Limo, five star hotel and a suite
Once earnin I come turnin for c**t squirmin
girls who front learnin, yearnin to keep the blunt burnin
CHORUS
pop s**t, war, peace, what's that?
I'm goin to war with my , I love that
Show me the baddest chick, I'ma touch that
I bust a slug first -(2x)
VERSE 2
Part II to the rec off, son, get your check on
Check off, cats better step off or get stepped on
I pump lead creepin on me
Put your head to bed for sleepin on me
What, a hip-hop legend with gut
22 girls and my wife in the cut
fk that, weak blaze em up
Where all my Marcy muth*fkas at? (Raise em up!)
Half rock diamonds the size of glaciers, what?
Other half rock vests and spit razors up
I'm a major nut who used to lay em out
Get head but let my man fk em and play em out
Pushed my name up, '99 got my aim up
s**t ain't bein handled correctly - changed up
Never looked in haste, but I shook the place
Can't defend your click, why you took the case?
Cats get shook with AIDS, nines and fives
Double-fours, tear gas, infrareds and knives
Anything to survive, like how a vulture get
'Stayin alive', John Travolta s**t
I toast your click, disrespect what you supposed to get
Your homebase yawnin next to a sculptured d*ck
I got the most focussed click, it's hopeless, b*tch
Sauce Money keep the dopest hits
CHORUS
VERSE 3
Here's some inspiration for all you slackers
I used to work in the mailroom, pushin cars for b*stards
They had the nicest muth*fka changin water and s**t
Lookin through a supply book, orderin s**t
It never really hit me until I thought of the s**t
My muth*fkin pay close to borderin s**t
I thought about runnin off with a b*tch
Until I picked up a microphone and started slaughterin s**t
Reputation grew, on my d*ck
Then I got real brand new and wrote a hit
3 million sold, baby still chillin when it's cold
Sauce don't change, only money fold
fk y'all, the easiest way to word it:
Public broadcast, fk who heard it
All that slick s**t is gonna get you murdered
Nothin to fear except fear itself, I'm here to help
Come with , run with
Have fun with , hold guns with
See the sun with , shoot fair ones with
Subtract from the sum when I'm done with
CHORUS
2000 s**t
Legend
Marley Marl
Sauce muth*fkin
MIDDLE FINGER U.