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Yo, I.B.U, I.B.U now just bless the verbal, Scott Lark Sensei Want y'all to lay back and peep this feature presentation It's all real...It's going like this check it out [Verse 1:] It's the feature presentation, shots fired live on location Put you in a sticky situation if you wanna follow because it's hard to swallow You see I woke up in the morning at 5 am Hit the L, smoked a cig, drank some gin and then Hit the L, smoked a cig, drank some gin and then I woke up and did the shit all over again And after that I grabbed my gat that I just had cleaned Dollar bills, gotta build, gotta get that green Baby Pah, ?blue stars got L-A-Ark? What I say, ok, now play that song By Soul 2 Soul "Keep on moving don't stop" I killed a million devils with just one glock Cuz i'm the supa dupa brand new industry trooper Cleaning up shit with a used pooper-scooper Driving down to Washington to kill Bill Clinton ??Rob the mint, and then read Bill tritton?? As I hop on my private jet set for Asia Bitches all around the world is lightin' up my pager Letras de cancionesI smoked the bong with Saddam Hussein on his plane As soon as I got off of my plane He had a jacuzzi with five groupies holdin' uzis Hoochies, even that Stetsasonic chick Suzie She said, "Hey, ain't you that rapper?" Slapped me in the face and called me a chick basher She stuck the gun in my nose, I froze Made me lick her toes and her asshole I couldn't do it, I had to do it The move: I grabbed the uzi and sprayed Suzie in the movie [Chorus] It's the feature presentation I keep the party jumpin' off of lyrics i be bumpin making people edible like Jeffrey Dahmer when I bomb it (It's the movie, listen to the movie, it's the movie, nothin' but a movie) I grab my pen and begin to flip the script the shit in which I pick the kick bass out of it like other shit they heard me kickin' what a difference... (It's the movie, listen to the movie, It's the movie, nothin' but a movie) [Verse 2:] It's the feature presentation You don't know me, ain't no relation Like Mobb Deep, crossing borders with the Haitians Who would of thought that it would have occurred She knew me, I knew her, hey, we both knew each other She said, "It ain't goin down like what" I said, "Me leaving here without gettin' the gut?!" Fast-forward ?To a wind? I started knocking it off I came down the throat and then my shit got soft She started playing with my balls which once again made my shit get hard Who would have thought i'd be in a jacuzzi On a airplane with four bitches holding uzis Is they gon' kill me? My stomach is woozy Saddam eating JIFF with a spoon his mother was choosy I twist my head, wished upon a star out of there Disappeared and reappeared elsewhere Somewhere in the Everglades All the hunnies looking sunny all the men just shared Whether you're black, Puerto Rican or Caucasian South-East Asian, Malaysian, feature presentation [Chorus:] I keep the party jumpin' off of lyrics i be bumpin' making people edible like Jeffrey Dahmer when I bomb it (It's the movie, listen to the movie, it's a movie, nothin' but a movie) [Verse 3:] I slow 'em down, when I throw 'em down, tempo the track I kick the crazy tight flow like i'm in every back I'm kicking nigga's backs out like ?the spine I disperse? Livin fat like Heavy D I don't curse, na fuck that Shit pussy God i'm too hard-core, break a nigga's jaw more Who should have put up his guard more Ruff edges rugged, cuz mother fuckas love it Fuck it, i'm too far above it, yo I grab my glock and my cock standing out on the block I used the dock and I knocked now they opened a lock And then they let me inside, I caught a venomous vibe They said "Lark, welcome back. Where you been all this time?" I said "Later for all that, I heard you was pourin' shit about your mouth around my niggas, we ain't goin' for it" A nigga said "You in my crib and disrespect me like that Is gonna break you two by two I know you cool and all that" Mad niggas went bad and started hittin' the door Scott Lark licked a shot, a nigga fell on the floor I felt bad cuz the nigga I shot was innocent So I shot another nigga cuz he started the shit His fuckin' guts hit the ground like spaghetti Then I checked his pockets for fuzz, yo I thought you knew already Scott Lark be fuckin' it up I make the hoes say "Scott Lark fuckin' it up!" The rim-shot.. [Chorus:] I keep the party jumping off of lyrics i be bumpin' making rappers edible like Jeffrey Dahmer when I bomb it (It's the movie, listen to the movie, it's the movie, nothin' but a movie) From Letras Mania