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[Lil Knock] Come and say laugh time is comin love And give 'em one What? Dickin in the bed fiend Say ow, licka fam My style don't leave one and gal Here come Black Stal' What? Them never know me So strong, gal Now, I just wan' get rid of action Me not gon' rhyme, ya use protection Soften up ya lips for this We come fonder, we come sounder [M.S.] When I do my thing, I move the crowd like aura M to the period S, it spells horror Makin others in my space take deep swallows Sorta like a barber, step in my parlor Gotta stick wit the nicest, so I light this Light that bulb in my head, just off excitement That trifeness I don't deal with, because it stress me You wouldn't know how to act, if you wasn't S, g All my M.F.C., we mad thorough For years to come, our shit will bump through your borough And stay, while pay, the stack like couch Letras de cancionesIf you don't know by now, you never figure it out [Top Dog Big Kahuna] Aiyo, once my niggas start feelin vibe, they pull out they nines Do think it's body bulletproof, I'mma show you his spine Get loose one time, hop back the 4-5 Whoever think they clappin, can't happen, handle your B.I. Cuz once I call my M.F.C., they wild out If you don't wanna be a part of this, then just brake out You don't got it all To many M.C.'s claimin they harder, soft like my balls [Doc Holiday] Chew on this And if tomorrow never comes, fuck it, I'm wit my sons Blazin buns in the back room, with D.O., Cal and Ones Got my mic check by Cleo, C.O. bitch from Riker's Met her on the Av., tight hold the top wit biker Short, pussy fat, first place, I chase the cat That brakes his arm, word is bond, D-O-C is holdin heat Wit the force, no doubt, to knock your ass off your feet The choice is yours, hospital or the morgue [Chorus x4: Lil Knock] You're Not Sure To See Tomorrow You're Not Sure To See Tomorrow, whoa-ho [Louieville Sluggah] This be that bomb shit, strong arm shits in your garment If there is a problem, I'mma see you into promise Truly yours, 'Ville Slug Got your shorty, pissy off the Henny, then she drop the drawers G.C.'d all day, even by my lonely, all ways Reppin full stretch for the pay [Starang Wondah] I take off my coat, pass Sean Price the L Bitches on the side, sayin "Starang nice as hell" We shit on these rappers, they in hell, twice the smell My niggas in jail, forever screamin life is hell I might as well pick up the cell, call my bitch Rakel Who used to be my shorty, hop friend, now it's hard to tell [Louieville Sluggah] They say we cock-eyed, Eye of the Tiger, just like Rocky Can't help it, when we ride shit like a jockey Non stoppin, hit the stage, rockin and shockin In stealth shit, for them bitch niggas not likin [Starang Wondah] Aiyo this is the Boot Camp show, I'm your host I love French toast and bitches that's high post My M.F.C. back niggas down that try and get too close Me and Henny gettin high on flights coast to coast [Louieville Sluggah] And once we touch ground, shit, that better be on flow Grand tour, had better be ready to roll [Illa Noyz] Ready to roll, whether rhyme time or hold stroll Slay Mongol, here to let you know tomorrow's not show I blow, sure to bogust, that thing ain't so tough Like any 4X4 on doughnuts, you better hold up Show guts, I'mma spill 'em, hot letta drill 'em Lyrics evolve around your dome, like Chuck you chillin I'mma slave to the rhythm, they know how I hit 'em Noyz is the undersea, circumstance niggas become victims They know I'm gon fix them, up with the meth I'm fed, I mean, I'm dope like heroin on the scene You should come clean, rhymer says you get hit with something I'm headhunting, like football players when they crunchin All that for frontin, you should learn to listen Showin ya acts, your dead like Apollo in exhibition From Letras Mania