Lyrics
50 STRONG
Lyrics by Adaam (and Jeff Rudy)
Music By Don Lucki, Jr. Stroke Of Luck/BMI copyright 2005
Yeah
Hey, I'm a little cuckoo crazy you know
But you know I'm straight
I suggest you take one step back
Cause if not, I'm gonna have you talkin whack homey
You must be crazy, if you wanna fight me
cause you know I could be lazy
I could do two things at once, I could rap and eat
You know I'm number one, check out my beat
I aint never gonna fall, I aint never gonna slip
If you think I am, then homey you know you trippin
See...on the mike I'm a killer, I do this like
Michael Jackson, I am a thriller
Yeah Homey, you better watch out
Because when I'm on the mike, I'm the best without a doubt
You think I'm gonna fall, you think I'm gonna trip
Well I ain't homey, cuz you know I never slip
My shoulders stay firm, you better learn
So bring your pen and your pad, cuz I'm the teacher today
And if you drape me mad, I'm going have to battle you
You aint gonna want to havin that, you a fool
See, the mike's my weapon
So if you wanna battle me you better get to steppin
You know I'm number one, so why you wanna challenge me
Cmon homey, I dont think you really wanna battle me
No, I know you don't so I sing for you dude
Oh, I'm sorry, I don't mean to be rude
But my lyrics are too raw and I'm way too fresh
I've got Million dollar, couple of checks
You know I'm the best, you know I'm fresh
I've got a couple of million dollar checks
Yeah
Got the big chain on my neck,
I got my little wrist so what the heck
I've got some white shoes and if I get it scuffed, get a new pair
You know I'm number one, I've got that roca-Wear
Yeah you know I always be the man on the mike
You wanna fight, Yo, I'm sweet like a Mike & Ike
You can't stop me, or rock me, or top me or drop me
The money I'm makin's like fakin monopoly
Cuz if you saw it you wouldn't imagine this is happening
You know I'm the best, boy when I'm rappin
I could do it in a basement, I could do it in front of a mill
You know I'm number one, I got a million dollar bills
C'mon you dont wanna do nothing, you cant do nothin to me
You know I'm number one, ooo you tryin to blue me
But you cant cuz Im the man, I got the mike in my hand
So here I come, I diss you over like Allen Iverson
and I'm the Detroit Pistons, cuz I'm the number one crew
You know I'm number one homey, my lyrics are so fluid
You can't do it like I can do it, you never can
Cuz you know you a little girl, and I'm the big man
I'm the doctor you the nurse, cuz you one step behind
So I suggest you get to steppin before I kick you in your behind
Your lyrics are fake, you don't mean anything you say
And that's why you're a phoney homey, you know you are gay
You can never stop me, when i'm on the mike, you know I am the best
I told you before, that I got about a million checks
All for a million dollars, all the girles wanna holler
Yeah, you know, I'm a hip-hop scholar
You can never stop me rock me like I said before
You know I'm number one homey, then check track #4
Cuz I'll say the same thing, cuz you know it's true
Cmon, you think you can beat me, this is what I do for a LIVING
I make my money this way, I make my cake
I'm gonna put you in the oven, turn it up and let you bake
I will sweep you with a rake, and throw you in the trashcans
Cuz I'm on the mike, and you know I'm a madman
I'll come and eat you,turn the oven, it's 400 degrees
I spit these lyrics, all across the seven seas
I'm the illest, I'm the realist, I'm like a killer
On this mike, you know I'm like michael jackson, I'm a Thriller
Yo, I said it before, but I'll say it again
you know they call me AD, Homey and you know I'm the man
