Album: Jinx
I give a shit about the kick that is been coming from the underground spot
beating the pop up, the f*ck up that lays all around.
Now give me sound from the other side
every night it is going to go on & flow on & on & on & on.
Mister son of a gun I got a run now.
My time is over run you over like a Range Rover.
Oh my god incredible superstar,
throw some lyrics make them run like a supercar.
When you know where I am at, your fatter than fat,
cause help me god if I aint the cool cat.
Unequal, it isn´t even legal
I am chased by the rap police like Bugsy Seagel.
Baseline, baseline we have got fools on the base & their giving me baseline.
Baseline, baseline.
Baseline, baseline we have got fools on the base & their giving me baseline.
Baseline, baseline
Now we are back in the game.
The Quarashi pain it is plain
I see the suckers fall out & the f*ckers call out: Pick me up.
But they do not know what it isbout.
I do my shit on the mic & I am pleasing the crowd.
Jump back, get back or else your getting a smack on your face
just like your daddy used to smack you way back in the days.
This aint no silly ass game I am playing, hear what I am saying, now start praying
What we´ve is breaking us down. (x6)
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