obviously we dont' own the rights to the song, we just like to mix it up...check 'em out!
(shogun)
My lyricals are spiritual,
Every verse is a miracle,
Higher then,
skydiver ,
Without a parachute,
She talk a good game,
walk as well when I'm done with you,
And I'm hung well,
I boutta show these chixs a thing or two,=
I've been around your town,
I know nobody fucks with you,
So why you in my face,
Nigga, You got beef with who?
I'm young black and faded,
making way to many moves,
Yea bitch came home with me,
So tell me what you trying to prove,
So subzero, =
before I break you off like a kit kat,
Like off egg off the ledge,
Left ya'll limbs all mix matched,
Eff gee we the new movement in rap,
They know, they know,
When we spit on wax,
Everyone is a critic,
critics never forget it,
Your in the publics eye,
And they eyeing' you like a midget,
Dust them off and dismiss it,
cause you can always, step it up,
Touch back, like chiropract.
and mike vick it, ooohhh
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