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Pull Your Skirt Up
(专辑: Redemption - 2003)
[Intro] Just let the
pigeons loose let the
games begin Tone Must be crazy, ay yo Sin, what's up Capone? I
created this motherfucker [Verse 1] Let me start from the
beginnin, you ain't reppin the
streets You from the
outskirts of Detroit, where the
bitches meet I'm gonna pull your skirt up, expose your true sex Antagonize your label, till I
get my respect You ran to your manager, asked him how to handle this Five shades darker motherfucker you'll be Canibus No one would care about your complicated rhyme style Another backpack rapper out of style Don't let me have to backslap your mom's if you smile I'm serious, if you ain't 'gon respect her why should I? Chin check it Snoopy put a
circle on that eye My time's never up cause real niggas don't die I'm not Moby, the
little puppet on MTV I
bring glasses to your living room so you could see me Yeah you sold alot of units, but you can't be me The
state of hip hop, will continue to be fucked up You playin by a
different set of rules you got me fucked up Respect the
hood Marshall, or the
hood'll take you out You the
real wanksta, and I
don't care who you sign Disrespect Benzino, that ass is mine What you know about pumpin, on the
block till you freeze What you know about cuttin up rocks, duckin D's What you know about facin, a
grand jury indictment As far as I'm concerned you just industry excitement I
hope them D12 niggas ain't who you fight with Clash with the
titan, you bound to start a
crisis Meanwhile back in Boston I'm a
legend My number in the
rafters fuck Bird I'm representin [Chorus] He's alright but he's not real (Real) We spit tight and we got steel (Steel) You talk shit and you get killed (Killed) From the
streets to the
studio nigga it's all sealed (Sealed) [Verse 2] The
two thousand three Vanilla Ice how you playin it If you ask me, you really ain't that nice you overrated Hang you from your feet part two in theaters now Drop your ass from the
roof you gonna feel it now You was unsigned hype, before you ever met Dre I
birthed your little career now you owe your life to Ray The
five mic giver, the
Marshall maggot ripper Better never let me see you with some jewels I'm gonna strip ya Oh, and tell your label heads stop callin my phone (Jimmy) Leavin messages sayin please leave him alone (Fuck that!!!) And don't forget, how this shit all cccured to me Your whole camp be surrounded by security What you want? the
black or the
chrome? How can you ever claim a
block, when you have no home I
do it for my niggas in the
cells and public housin You takin too much X
Em you need counselin Get anybody on your roster who could fuck with Ray Obie Trice you a
busta I
don't think you wanna play And 50 holla at your boy get that loot and ride But please don't make the
mistake and take this nigga's side I
hate to have to turn this battle to an all in out war But if we have to, I'm a
leave his partners on the
floor I
think we both know exactly what we hear for I
want the
streets back I'm comin to your door I
earn my stripes I'm a
don you a
pussy Zino bombs hit you out the
park you still a
rookie Bottom of the
ninth, the
scores lookin crazy Niggas on my block will knock Slim Shady [Chorus] He's alright but he's not real (Real) We spit tight and we got steel (Steel) You talk shit and you get killed (Killed) From the
streets to the
studio nigga it's all sealed (Sealed) He's alright but he's not real (Real) We spit tight and we got steel (Steel) You talk shit and you get killed (Killed) From the
streets to the
studio nigga it's all sealed (Sealed) [Outro] And that's how the
motherfuckin story go Crush, kill, destroy, crush, kill, destroy, crush, kill, destroy, Crush, kill, destroy, crush, kill, destroy
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