, let's, let's get it, get it Stop I got what you need, so tell me what you need I got what you need, so tell me what you need Tell me what you need,
flow, Luda do it 'cause it's art I do it for the fans, I do it on command I do it for the front row, I do it for the stands I spit it for the hood,
that glorious fight It hit me when she stepped into the ring Floating like a butterfly and I still feel the sting CHORUS I got it bad for an Arm
memories You should have slowed down mister Moving like a twister's just a little fast for me So now it's 0 to 60 And if you ever miss me I'm right
Henny rap, feel it up on your chest Green eyes try and smuggle my rep So upset but you love it to death Get it in, shits, nothing to Deck, he set Brothaz
S with Mass plates and 4 corners Now I'm Black Stallion, Ferrari Twin Turbo Probably been warned, but 'Zino gon hurt you Enough's enough, let's take it
one of a kind Self-made motherfucker that's enjoying his time On land, on air, on mics and on sea Let it all just be, good times on me It's California
any card, I bet you can't pull it Golden State, number one with a bullet It's three card molly Will they ever stop? Probably not Pull your spine through
?s happening The blip blip blip, the blau blau blau If you didn?t know me then then you?ll never know me now It's the Apl.de.ap from the Filipino isle
the pain it's insane and I will throw away all the things that sting so back away it's okay you're a stain and now you'll rot away it's sickening...
it, don't wet it Real niggas lick shots, peace Connecticut Now yo yo, whattup yo, time is runnin' out It's for real though, let's connect politic, ditto
It's hard to say it I hate to say it, but it's probably me I hate to say it I hate to say it, but it's probably me
at a picture that lost time painted we say put it away i can't look at it the truth stings a little when you look at it we're creating a mold of bad
to form lies My phonetics alone forces feeble MC's into defense on the fly Feel me, for real-a Let's get the skrilla's out the hands of these gorillas
do You'll break it again I know I can't win You'll just break my heart again You chose the words, you knew would make me cry You've probably done it
libs from Dirtbag Keep doin it (Keep doin it baby) Keep doin it (Keep doin it baby) Keep doin it (Keep doin it baby) (Keep doin it baby) (Dirtbag!) [
the back room of a bad dream, she came And whisked me away enthused And it's solid as a rock rolling down a hill The fact is that it probably will hit
on in a flash it's all make make believe it's all smoke and ash it's all they believe it's not made to last it's trash well here i am (chorus)