charms alarm

a-hem, what we have here is a very, serious delicate situation, lots of people out here always ridin the dick, hmmph, but check this out, i like your style, i like your stride, and i like your motivation, but the late show, we ain't standin for that shit, so my man right here he wrote a little song about it, why don't you sing it, ring the, alarm, here comes, the com, call me mr. hollywood -- check it out!, ring the, alarm, here comes, the com, call me mr. hollywood, on the goodship, lollipop, pop goes the lolli lolli, for i'm, the jolly, good fellow, he-llo? is anybody there?, i'm not a step, so don't stare, because i rock-well i always feel like, i always feel like, somebody's watchin me, ooh, somebody's watchin me, it's gotta be that, that that that nigga that sweat my shit, i say say say, "black get off the 'zack, you block my urinal tract", i gotta go pee-pee, yo you don't know me, you're just a new kid on my jock, tip-seekin and you're phony, it's my little pony and you cannot get a ride, so when you see me homey, just please just step aside, step aside, not talkin wlidside, i'm comin from the southside, where the ruffnecks reign; if you can't stand it, don't go outside, cause it's hot i got the stuff to call your bluff and pull your card, and nowadays it's all these dick kids, that wanna be hard, you're fraudulent, i can tell a pussy by his scent, so sorry, but the van got tipped, and out is how i'm lookin, i'm lookin out for my people, i'm fly like i'm fly like but me don't have no eagle, beat the beater with the juice, how far would you go to, you're never gonna get it, woo-wooh-wooh-wooh!, you wasn't down from the jump, so why you wanna kris kross?, you no business buyin, insecure junkyard motherfucker, get lost, cause youse a sucker, we really lucky we got em, you can spot em, from a distance, now let's just say for instance, you got a crank gettin ganked for his bank by some snake, little wench -- is you is, or is you ain't, the suck-errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, you gotta gotta be, gotta be, to let the shit occur, gettin pimped, by a hoe, that ain't too proud to beg, for your dough, she get your money mo money mo money money mo!, i couldn't go out like that if it was my first day off of punishment, just call me kaopectate; in relationships, i'm runnin shit, so don't be comin to me with that, "we can go out, you pay", cancel that bitch, it's the, unamerican way, this is the circumcision, and skins is gettin cut off, ridin on my shit, just to get they nut off, not, no cops, just low-downs want a lick, if you ain't down with the 'van, dyke, get off the dick, cause i remember the time, the time, the time you tried, to play me like i was booty but now you're just a groupie, sweatin me uhh, sweatin me uhh, tellin me when i get big don't be forgettin me uhh, but forget you, forgot you, after, i rock you, it's blo pop time bitch, you better set your clock, to the charms alarm, why'd the sucker mc sucker mc cross the road?, to get to the other side?!, why'd the sucker mc sucker mc cross the road?, to get to the other side, now check it out, i got the pep in my step, the slide in my glide, so i won't trip, when i let my backbone slip, some shake it to the east, i'm shakin west, well i'ma shake your mid, and i'ma get you suckaz, just give me one side, and one rib, i barbeque the mouths hey, i barbeque the mouths, cause mom always said - don't play wack in the house!, so take that garbage to the backyard, and i was like, "everybody wanna wanna rap hard", before you wasn't hardcore, so sonic why ya flipped?, how you gonna hop when you ain't hip?, you found rap, on a two-way street - and lost it, on a parkway, i ain't sayin no names, yo rico suave, fuckin goons fakin stab wounds, i need to shank the crank, elvis presley jr. tryin to be somethin that you ain't, no daps, y'all are hoes, y'all go on stage, and take off all your clothes; then you -- strike a pose, you knows and i knows, that's how you sell your record, because your shit is butt, you gotta get naked, but you're wack, you're wack, showin your body to me, i said you're wack, you're wack, showin your body to me, you got no soul man, and you need to get a pound, cause you, ain't, ah-really down. with true hip-hop you suckers