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Mic check one two three
I'm Mike Jack A B C
So off the wall
*** no bi
This my game
I'm KOBE
My pen game is ball point
My ball game is game point
I shoot jump and score
Game over
Round of applause
And I'm like yes
As I ash out my cigar
I might pass out this go hard
Throw my top hat on the wall
So we met
I don't recall
Leave your name and your number
I promise ...no
I promise ... no
I promise I'll never call
Cause I got mine already
Anytime I call she ready
Yours is Soap box
My chevy
And if yours bad
Mine deadly
Diamondback
Cadillac
Man we on a stroll
It's the wolf pack
Jet black
Lookin kinda cold
Coal make diamonds
Look at this- PRICELESS!
You scrounging for the scraps
Upperclass
Eat like lions
Ball so hard
Try to find me where da sirens
Find me somewhere where the sun
Match the climate just drop
With my glass half full
Maybe neat or on the rocks
Feet up no socks just watch
As the sun kiss the glass rim
Looking at a bad thing
That you only see in magazines Ah!
So smooth to the taste
As I grab her by the waist
And I kiss her on the face
Like muah!
And I kiss her on the face
Like muah!
And I kiss her on the face like
(My) purpose purposely perfect
In public publicly punishing
Pulverize punching powers
Proposition Properly punctured
Poison *** on your presence
My presence presents of present
Purchase proper protection
Pursuit of providing problems
I'm accustomed to victumizing
Legally legalizing
My lions roar in alliance
You lallygag and you lying
You underfined my appliance
You trailed through triumph and triumphed
Its nothing but a reflection
Dissecting seconds injected
Subconscious dreams departed my direction
Painted art of extraction
So excuse my inception
Bunsen burner I'm hot
I'm giving it all I got
Celebration lets take a shot
Chivas Regal on deck
While I'm drinking scotch
With my glass half full
Either neat or on the rocks
Speed up don't stop just watch
As the sun kiss the glass rim
Looking at a bad thing
That you only see in magazines
So smooth to the taste
As I grab her by the waist
And I kiss her on the face
Like muah
And I kiss her on the face
Like muah
And I kiss her on the face like
God O Lord please help me
Spiritually distracted by the rich and the wealthy
Damn I wreak of success
All the haters can you smell me
Not American gangsters
We gone blow up like that Shelby
AH!
The U C M honor roll
Heart is a brick of ice
Body language north pole
Cooked up a batch of testaments
Put it all in your bowl
Fate don't have hands so
You'll never know what the future holds
Pardon me I'm just different...
Pardon me I'm just different....
You n----s are Quaker Oats
Your *** forever instant
Cut from a different cloth
Mr Harris keeping his distance
Living in sin forever
The dawn's on the horizon
Keep my feet on solid ground
But it's too late
I'm flying
See the bottom of my glass
Is like looking through my soul
By the time I put it down
I already lost
Control....