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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #3,896
Peak in subgenre #131
Author
SiniStir Knot
Rights
nah
Uploaded
January 02, 2005
Track Files
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MP3 3.7 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
intro: "Him's nervous because Christmas is almost here."
"Nervous or excited?"
"Shittin' bricks."
"You shouldn't use that word."
"Sorry...shittin' rocks."
Nice in what I kicks, need mics…I want a fix/
Hit me like a ton of Bricks-I SIMPLY write n’ run the strip/
Who dare rip shop wit Sin but…scary gobblins/
As I commense to clean house like…Mary poppins/
…The kid barely rockin n’ its NO fare/
So clear n’ now here is nowhere…go there/
I ain’t gotta school this fool who is who/
I’m down by law…way by far even more than ya feet/
…If it wasn’t for my STUPID rules…u would lose/
Take that loss of the weak on the board or ya street, yeah/
…Miss me wishin on a diss revision/
…Ya risky mission get a split decision, fire what u thought/
Catch…thu’ the wire a news report…/
Su’prise n’ die it, try ta dine at my food court/
U’d all rather get ur jaw fractu’ed…wit claw hammers…/
Than lose ur marbles stalled against a soon-ta-be bald rapper/
…Crawl faster u aint gettin away…/
My pleasure…wrong data bein sent by ya brain/
Yall cannot battle…its been stated strictly thus/
I aint murder single-handed, that’s Ree-dick-u-luss’/
….Ya so wack u should know that…/
Hold back…that’s decent…we can keep it on the Lo-jakk/
…Ride crippled wit the boot n’...Jimmy Neutered/
..Mr-Fiction-Nix is where u git Bricks u loser/
A Gentleman and Gangster by styles was done/
Scholar & Thug, got the guts ta call it volume: 1/
…Sound don’t work fa quote “nothin but quality” bangers/
So if u “down fa the dirt” friends, i GOTTA be danger/
Yall Jekyll devil-angel cause ya science is Hyde/
…U runnin outta time, see u wanna get signed/
…Duel ta spit’chu ran from some cruel essential fans/
I donn’ hate ta ruin ya plans, but u aint doin it man/ (HAHAHAHA!!)
U lovin nothin else but fool with u to crew debut/
…Old couples fuckin make more moves than u/
Pursuin gold but’it aint pannin out what that is bout/
Branchin out n’ add a count of zeros like they cancel out n’ that amount/
That’s retarded ask fa pardon all that ass u started/
Money, I’ll have u switchin sides like the magic wallet/
…Save ya necks with ya name on my checks/
…Don’t drop that freestyle, I came ta pay my respects/
…Steel Pitt’chu witta REAL issue/
Fuck the beef…niggas wont miss u…n’ that’s just bein real witchu/
Sore-ta complex like a lord of projects/
U sorry FUCK…while I’m usin cuss words as foreign objects…/
I appear in contests wearin punja-mezz/
…Clear the far-rest…makin bambi’s outta deer mamas/
This aint the easy street ya mother stand…/
…Gettin money wit the RU-BBER band…Mr. Ree not bein on the other hand/
…AND I’ll dick ur REALife girl wit my crew/
...Merely to prove she’ll move up quicker in the circle than u/
Say I hit ur girl on YA couch…I gave a fuck about venereal/
If I missed the squirrel in the mouth, I got nuttin on ur material/
Cuz clearly u aint hood miss-under-stood in my life/
If u at ALL “good” or “nice,” u sprung from sugar n’ spice/
…Vaselin around ya tat that ain’t whats phat aBOUT’cha FAG/
I understand it’s a drag but…let the cat up out the bag/
…THIS group committee aint gon shoot u no pity/
...Simply cuz I refuse ta lose to a dude wit TITTIES/
If u jus bruise don’t get confused with what the man did/
…U throw rhymes like a fuckin girl…underhanded/
Sometimes I try not to bother when a bitch is flowin/
Won’t tell u to knock The Shit off cuz…I like how shit is goin/
Havin hoes thats willin ta get wack by command/
Homie know I know u know me like u know the back o my hand/
…AND u lucky u even know OF me Bricks/
Run n' tell ya drinkin buddies that u study wit ur TOTALLY ripped/
