my mark on this planet The Phantom of Crime Rap, niggaz is left stranded Shut down your operation, closed for business Leave a foul taste in your mouth, like Guinness POW niggaz is
the interpretation is wrong, right? just make sure you don't bring the wrong mike, 'cause i don't care about meeting a boyfriend we can all like (nah!). this song is
bitch Just a black man doin good, you wanna do me Before you ban rap you need to ban them violent movies Gangsta rap causes crime, Mike Tyson wrecked
again Goddamn Uncle Mike is sniffing again Dad, Mike sprung And God put the cancer in his lungs like Fuck that cure you had a choice Disease is so cunning
rappin he's gettin fatigued girlie his scorin is lackin legacy is gettin ruined and you dont want that so pretty much learn from him dont come back and rap is
A millionaire I'm a young money millionaire What ya'll really wanna na Ya'll don't really wanna do it If hip hop is dead I am the embiotic fluid And I
's! Too many times I done paid my dues Even today I'm still payin em fool! (Could it be da reason I'm so cold in da rap game is muthafuckin pain!) I'm
Yo My crew is in the house Terra, Herb McGruff, Buddah Bless Big Twan, Killa Kam, Trooper J, and Mike Boogie And I'ma set it like this [ VERSE 1: Big
Probably the same one that killed Noriega Chips that powered nuclear bombs, power my Sega Subliminal hypnotism and colonialism leaves most niggaz dead
I'd kill 'em all, if I could bring Justo back The underground is mine, I treat it like home It's the reason niggaz saying my name like Mike Jones The underground is
is ya'll wack niggas ignoring Put me in a room full of murderers they be dead by the mornin [2x] Rap guys - liten to me Listen to me rap guys Diss
Heat Like D. Wade Shots To His Face Make Him Sing Like T-Pain Stuff Him In The Trunk Then I Dump The Remains Now Days All That Rappin' Is Is A Free-Chain
six (rap guys) Who the fuck is y'all wack niggas ignoring Put me in a room full of murderers they be dead by the mornin Chorus: repeat 2x Rap guys
few and quieted a few niggas Get a grip, dead four-fifth in the hip Slip, never picture me fallin' nigga don't trip [Killer Mike] Stoned is the way of
quite a few and quieted a few niggas Get a grip, dead four-fifth in the hip Slip, never picture me fallin' nigga don't trip [Killer Mike] Stoned is the
[Killer Mike:] CRIP - true blue to it BLOOD - Piru to it Gangsta music, is to drug abusin Don't confuse it with C. Delores Tucker FUCK her, and Bill O
rap game is slow and it just ain't cool Always jockin all my style and it just ain't you Only time I feel you, is if a based boy do Because I'm rap god
ghetto is where I lay my head at Evade FED's at, and break bread at These son of my bitches got a nigga fucked up, my attitude is already rude And too