age and at this stage of the game Mediocrity can no longer be allowed to fly, so say bye To the O-H-I, to the new case of rock Consider it his last hurrah
Back on the scence, a sack of green sitting on crome and rubber bands Paint looking like Candyland, it's Sllimm the South Paw triggerman Flippin work and whippin weight, rock
the way the cracker crumbles So I guess I've got to re-route my dreams Back on the microphone, your number one controller I rock the microphone like
and dangerous Steppin' on these bustas with my blue Chuck Taylor's Getcha' walk on, C-Walk homie, C-Walk homie Getcha' walk on, C-Walk homie You know that gangstaz rock
Form a little lynch mob, and stomp through the five boroughs Head back to Brooklyn in the Expo Back on the block, I see the cops everybody clockin Buckshot, when you see the rocks
t see nobody (x8) Lights out nigga Verse: I walk up in the spot And see tonight we have a packed house We are in the building And ita??s rocking like
I love music(what kind of music) (Chorus 2x) We love the reggae and jazz and rock and roll could be cool alternative too we love the rhythm and blues
I'm makin' my dummy rocks if I go broke Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie (We gonna rock the party) Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie (Rock the party) Just Bone
that go, feel my gat blow There that go, feel my gat blow There that go, feel my gat blow There that go, feel my gat blow Rocket takes form, songs bring
dry That's why you got to walk on by, walk on by Walk on by, walk on by, walk on by My man P put me on to the shorty Henn Rock Now Henn Rock is strong
form her sweet shape to her red dress always hugging her hips so right no doubt abpout it very guy here tonight wants a little time shawty rock, knows
up hey teacher I ask a question I got somthing for sucka haters that need A lesson I Ain't playin I Ain't guessin I'm Smith & Wesson I'm pure human form
heard the story about the boy who made a rocket? He had all the things he need, good friends and all the science Gathered all his homies up and formed
keys and it sound like Young niggas gettin' money, young niggas gettin' money Just a bittersweet symphony (Big Sean) Do it And they gon' risk a hundred lives So they could rock
me up and shook me out of mine iniquity Oh, I was undulating in the lewd impostered night Steeped in a dream to rend the seams to redeem the rock of right
, on, on) Moving your hips right, my lover, keep on Smacking your lips right, my lover, keep on Calling me papi, my lover, keep on Thinking 'bout me, my lover, keep on Rocking
(T3) Yo, Hold it to me your fucking cash's about to slee. I'm a show you all how to emcee, see i can rock a floor if i rock with high beams, i rock with