look down? You better not look down if you want to keep on flying Put the hammer down keep it full speed ahead You better not look back or you might
chorus of this song Better not look down If you want to keep on flying Put the hammer down Keep it full speed ahead Better not look back Or you
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Cat ] Notorious Asiatic, tough, talented A power entertainer Catapultin above the top Nat The Cat, too swift to be stopped I'm like Jordan, a team player on a solo flight Lookin down
I sling for dumb hoes I playing, I ain't got time to joke, joke You fuck around, you could get your ass smoked Look, it's not a game, me B? I ain't playing
mic goes stale Don't test me, they can't arrest me I'll fake right cross-over and shoot lefty You look upset, yo calm down You look cable guy dunked
t made up 4 da ladies i'm the King of punks King of busters King of thieves Now i'ma get down of my fuckin' knees (Shag: Bow Down) Start to sucking You
because they're still stuck in your ass You're the King of punks King of busters King of thieves Now get down of your fuckin' knees (Shag: Bow Down)
stuck in your ass You're the King of punks King of busters King of thieves Now get down of your fuckin' knees (Shag: Bow Down) Start to sucking You
's, I sling for dumb hoes I playing, I aint got time to joke, joke you f-ck around, you could get your ass smoked look, its not a game, me B, I aint playing
'Cause I'm a feature straight from the Bronx Productions Better known as Boogie Down If I was a king right now, I'd get crowned The Nice is a teacher, not
. Now they still hidin, look at em run. Im chasin after niggas with the what choppa gun. Bustin boys down, suckas is a clown. 713 im the king of the town
Candy Apple Flip-Flop Got them boppers dripped out cause my drop tip top Purple Cup, Screw Us Up, that's what keep the streets hot Don King, Bun B,
artists in Florida Got a bitch that'll drive with a package from Atlanta to Dallas You ain't know, better ask your bitch Paul Wall, Bun B, B.G. is as
A, B alike, C alike The proper knowledge is needed Wit' Satan off my back, I'm at peace at night No more cops, no more Rodney King's No more peekin
left numb A non B Boy nigga couldn't rhyme to the drum When I started MC'ing, I entered the gates of pleasure Not knowing, I becoming with too much to
