1.Untitled
2.Can't Touch Us
My time to shine, now. i got the floor now
(okay, alright. go man)
Let me take conrol. a lot of niggas, a lot of niggas out here
don't believe
That, you know, that what i say is worth you know, i guess my
weight in
Gold.
(i hear you, i hear you. nah, hell no man, they can't do that
man)
Even though i am who i am and i stay where i stay. you know it
don't make
One motherfucking difference, 'cause i'mma bring it to ya the
same way
Another niggas gonna bring it to ya. i'm just as hungry as you.
even
Though, you know what, say it after me, even though i am who i
am.
(even though i am what i am)
I am (i am)
Somebody (somebody)
You know waht i'm saying, and that somebody gonna put a brick in
ya ass.
Just check it out.
Don't believe for a second, a man running ain't
A man gunning for you, true, indeed
Love is worth more that gold, but fairs equally sold
To counterparts and enemies, ya feel me？
Non-believers try another theory
But when you fail it's apparent that you didn't hear me, ha
You feel me？ take a second, fuck a first impression
We all realize longivity's a dangerous weapon
Wait a minute, are we forgetting we are mcs
Putting two to your cranium, often temps me
I'mma let it go, why？ (can't touch us, can't touch us)
It don't get much straighter than this (can't touch us, can't
touch us)
Love got me positive (can't touch us, can't touch us)
Ya mafucking right son (can't touch us, can't touch us)
Black man, black woman coming together
For love, life, uhh, pleasure
Guess again, when it's back to community chest again
Government cheese, starting to taste fresh again
Ain't it, nah for real ain't it, who cares if this shit's
tainted
We die every second and got more where that came from
Right？ wrong, i ain't preaching
Just releasing information non-believers dare to use
Now this love become fair to you
What？ your screw face got me thinking i ain't clear to you
Let me guess, you must have question
First and foremost, who the fuck this nigga think he testing
Follow me now, this situation going down
I don't care, you will respect my name through love or fair
Niggas call me voice of reason, touch me, trust me
If i had a nickel for everytime i be lucky
If i didn't jump a tax bracket
Bullet proof jackets don't come with warentee covering heat i
practice
Ya feel me？ in particular i shine at the rhyme
Saukrates is the name, one more time if you forgot
I'mma let it go, why？ (can't touch us, can't touch us)
It don't get much straighter than this (can't touch us, can't
touch us)
'cause love got me positive (can't touch us, can't touch us)
This idealistic speach go yo all on crutches
I am the new ambassador for rap lords
If i'm speaking out of turn, it's what you asked for
Question from me to you, what wouuld you rap for？
If you prefer the fast life running from task force
Hmm, think about, but never doubt it
I am a role model living with it never without it
My mental never getting clouded
But i admit in the beginning it was crowded
Huh, so now i spit in the ears of those who listen
Catholic, jewish, muslim and christian
An atheist combine my system
Voltron with the izm coming with one wisdom
To never attack, react to those who pissed them
Off, do what you ought but realize the cost
'cause time is money, people and we are running short
I'm attempted to abort procedure
But if i leave, the minority picket be 'sauk's we need ya'
Black man to forbbiden diva
I'm transmitting on your am／fm and shortwave receiver
Try to tune out, even the negative cool out
Eviction notice on the door of ignorance, move out!
Before i let it go son (can't touch us, can't touch us)
It don't get much straighter than this (can't touch us, can't
touch us)
'cause love got me positive (can't touch us, can't touch us)
Image is nothing when i come busting
Love may become fear, why？ (alright, alright, alright)
Because i am (i am)
Somebody (somebody)
(better get your motherfucking, better get your head right man)
Circle (zoo!)
(better look in the mirror baby an tell me what the ugly thing
you see back
There baby)
Capitol hill
(tell me what you see in the mirror. a sorry ass, pussy ass
motherfucker)
3.Money Or Love(Edit)
Intro
Is he, is he wild？ yes he, yes he is
Is he, is he wild？ yes he, yes he is
Is he, is he wild？ yes he, yes he is
Over here
Let me tell it for a minute
Back at you now
Yo
Dollar, dollar bill y'all
Are these the hardest shoes to fill y'all
Take it in, as far as money's concerned, i'mma break it in
Your golden glove too stiff player？ break it in
Never heard of surplus, the way we touch
Was like two, two gets this busy this much
Severed all my ties and burnt all my bridges
With the art of being broke, leaving y'all folks suspicious
Like who's that？ cool cat move back
Y'all focus on one's, i'll let twos stack
I'mma prove that, the funk run in my vains
And finance run in my brain, so they one in the same
My definition is success, keep 'em running from my reign
Acid, it's classic, stresses of the game
Moving past it, save it for drastic measures
Turn the common paper chaser seeking plastic pleasures
Smart card, my heart bogs to define pressure
The lowest i go is 50／50 split no lesser
Ride with me man, while we conquor this earth
Squeezing pennies out this thing called rap for what it's worth
I'mma still get by
Chorus (r＆b singer)
The worst will bet ya, is this money or love
Wild bout will get ya, is this money or love
Yo, i'll keep my change over there, see it？
Never touch it, besides my maffy(？) he play the crutches
Ever since i got the know how, sugar
No change for ya, i'll throw this brain to ya
Before i feel some shame for ya
And breakdown 'fess up, feel some pain for ya
A mile in my shoes will prove this ain't strange to ya
I see my world through the eyes of envious
First question, can he bust？ fo' sure i can
Bet my {motherfuckin} last penny know i can
Y'all {niggaz} know it the way y'all hold mic stands
Still do it for the love, my {niggaz} stay above
Sea level, feeling the highs like treble
Even if the rule is fight fair, embezel
And rock at navy blue six, no time to revel
In light of their riches, still hitting switches
Before you throw your criticism, wash your dishes
The black magic rap lady go me spittin' vicious
Swimming with sharks, hitting the charts, mind your business
I got to go
Chorus x2
Every now and then i'm looking at my pen
Thinking are we really friends, or
Or am i just {fucked} up something like pretend
Would i hold my honey tighter even if she had no ends
Or turn the {bitch} out and cop a 600 benz, oh lord
＊＊ silent line ＊＊
Shake her ass worldwide and throw the cheese to me
From ho to housewife, satisfy my needs
She'll do wonders for my hunger, while massaging my greed
Ya heard me？
We bring every last john to his bloody knees
While she wax off, i get my wax on
Ya hot 97 and your power 106
Peep my property and throw saukrates these chips
I got to go
Chorus x4
4.Bag Da Biscuit
Intro
Uhh, yeah
Cap hill
Making all the honeys say 'ooh'
Making all the ladies say 'ooh'
'check it, check it out now. check it check it out' ＜-- redman
Saukrates come wit it
When i reach two fold, be like he done did it
Psycho, how one mic blow with one lyric
Keeping it raw dog, intelligent thug share it
Keeping it raw dog, and jealous cats them fear it
Splash afrodite, raise a whole spirit
Cash spell well, avoiding head swells
My game tight everynight, can't you smell？
I mean can't you tell？
Oh, i fucked up, not really
These games help me loosen whatever got you stuck up
In the first place, your first taste
Of remedy raps, scenario one worse case
I wanna get with you, at first no go
'til i hit you with words, i call them the bitch missiles
Equip with a couple uppercuts of warm breath
Defenseless, your only escape is death
Pardon me miss, let me light your cigarette
Sip that shit slow, there'll be no regrets
Tonight, baby shine bright and reflect my light
Ask was she interested, she said 'um, quite'
Chorus
'check it, check it out now. check it check it out' ＜-- redman
(repeat 7x)
Kick the chips off the shoulders of all bitches
(acting like you've never seen a dick, when all y'all give head)
I'm the yeast you the flour, let's go make some quick bread
Acting like you've never seen a dick
Chick let's talk for a minute sipping on coke and glim fitted(？)
I seen you checking me out, your glasses ain't tinted
＞from my start to your finish i'm in it to win it
Burn like carosene, all night sex critic
For now, wink with that eye brow, black cow
Faking surpise because you came with two tough guys
Seems like trapping this trick would be a dream
Putting niggas on my tab, now we on the same team
Boom, peep my words, saying it real simplistic
Reading your mind on some devil's advocate shit
I had to bag da biscuit
My protocol proving to penetrate, bait couldn't resist it
Play that sport right, player in the same night
Name, number, the works, you make wrong right
I hope, you're prepared for a very long night
Yo, it's on, what colour's your thong？ white
Thought so
Niggas have always on some superhero shit anyway, you know. i
was like
Shit, i mean i can come with mine too. but i figured with this
one i'll let
My imagine just run wild and i'll give you the ultimate
superhero shit, you
Know.
5.Da Proffesional
I woke up at noon still aching from the previous
Job i had to do last night, shit was serious
Got up out my bed, and picked up my pointsetta
And put him on the balcony so he could get a
Little bit of city sun just to quench his thirst
Plants gotta live too, 'cause they feed the earth
Just then i got a call from pete slash blinky jones
He said to meet him down a donny's house of pork and bones
And bring the little girl, who people knew as matilda
And often, who i say before gestapo could have killed her
Picked up my grip, let it slide into the holster
Although most of, them niggas fear me i'm supposed to
Protect my neck, if not mine then big petey's
Dipped in the door so no one could even see me
I told matilda 'wait outside for me boo'
'cause the professional's always confidential, it's true
Then pete said 'yo, you know mikey budafeuco？'
The mafucker cut my last shipment of bazooko
And laced it with soda, so much that you could taste
That slimy ？？？？, i'll make him taste paste
I said 'yo, boss hit me with the source'
And his whole family of course, you know what i mean
Just hit me with the green and i'll see what i can do
To mikey budafeu, he said 'straight, arrange your crew'
But that's a no no, the pro only murders solo
I almost lost my life working with teams out in soho
California beach, we was storming the place
Fucked around and almost got buck by scarface
Tony montana, but that's another story
A whole other chapter, check the library
Went back to my crib, kissed matilda goodbye
She started to cry, the sight brought tears to my eys
The next day made my connection, check my directon
My flight to chicago, first class section
I didn't recognize no one on the plane, this was strange
My inside man was no where that i could claim
The stewardess was over polite, i wondered why
But i didn't give a fuck this trick was mad fly
Speaking of fly, the pilot turned on the intercom
Talking some kind of code something was wrong
Everyone got out of their chairs calmly, and grabbed their stuff
I tried to raise up, but my seat belt was tcuk
Dig it, cool don't panic, i said 'excuse me, my seat belt's
broken'
Then the back door opened, shit
I hear it close and my belt unlock
Turn around and there was four mafuckers with glocks
Pointed straight to my dome piece, grabbed my chrome piece
And licked two shots leaving four men deceased
But how the fuck did two bullets kill four niggas
Checked out the cock and found the pilot's cranium disfigured
The click, another piece to my head bone
Turn around and greet ms cleopatra jones
'how ya doing baby？ she said, 'i'm chill how 'bout you？'
'petey sent me as your crew, so what yo gonna do？'
I landed the plane, checked in the hotel
Horny like a mafucker from the ho smell
Broke to the bathroom to clean myself, then she snuck in
Naked to the pussy, straight up shower fuckin'
The walls were shattering with echoes
But ain't a question that killing mafuckers ain't my only
profession
Not after two hours of killing crotch
Hit the sack, woke up early to plan my plot ＊echoed＊
＊＊ 4 seconds of silence ＊＊
It was a mansion on the outskirts of chicago, i clout
Hood went by the name of mikey budafeuco didn't like me
Ms jones was around back i took the front gates
Two punks on guard with uzis strapped to their waist
Strolled towards a door, but pizano was like
'yo, who the fuck are you？' then i pulled out my knife
Slow, without a whipser or hint of hesitation
Made one quick slash and committed decapitation
Left the knife in the neck of the man on the left
And hoppedover the fence, took a short breath ＊whew＊
It didn't take but a second to wait
The rotwilders went psycho, i took one knee and grabbed my rifle
And popped every last one of them sons of bitches
Motivated like a mother by the riches, but no glitches
Got to the door, which is the right button
Red, yellow, or blue, pushed the blue then all of a sudden
I heard footsteps of at least three men running sporting mack
10s
Backflip under the porch and
Pulled out my piano wire and wrapped it tight
'round my fists, made it quick with very little fight
Grabbed the fool on the right and silenced his ass
Nigga on the left, a strangle was his death
Motherfucker in the middle, play the monkey caught a cap
Sucking my barrel like a crack junkie
Got through the door and it was straight war
Camo-flague gear getting torn by my ammo
Run up the stairs, tripping over dead thugs
Put they family to shame for fucking with my nigga's drugs
Upon the second floor was faced with three doors, chose the
first
A ninja master showing his thirst for my life
But little did he know i be trained
Akido's my middle name, put his ass to shame
Open the next door and out came kareem
Jabbar, a barefoot size seventeen
I said 'choose your style' and nigga said 'ostrich'
Yeah sure nigga look more like he took one for hostage
Swinging his shits with no style at all
One swing of my sword left him four feet tall
Third door opend slowly only to show
Cleopatra getting fuck by mikey budafeuco
At gunpont the bitch turned straight to heather hunter
On a steroid, banging this fool like she wants to
He didn't know i was there so i moved around the front
Rubber gripping, pointed at his dome started tripping
And pleading with my ass as if it ain't my job
To eliminate the families of punks who rob
Pull your dick out nigga this ain't no freak show
Let 'em go 'cause he got touched by the professional
My flight was straight sex in the private jet
Heading home to collect my fitty dollar check
I'm out ＊echoed＊
6.Keep It Movin'
Intro
{xzibit} yeah, sit back and smoke a fat one. yeah, pronto. look
from los
Angeles to toronto.
nigga
Xzibit got it going on.
{xzibit} spittin' at 'em. yeah, like a automatic philly.
Yo, revolutionary, evolutionary
Bulldozer, leave y'all with troops to bury
Clean sweep if ya smell fear in these mean streets
It's instinct, life's a bitch and she's far from cheap
I got love for my dogs hustling for defeats
Put it down for this paper, increase the real
Come wit it, run wit it, fuck wit it
Big sauk to shock your mind and your spirits
Taste these lyrics while i spit truth on tape
Whether two inch, a dat, or d-a-t-a
I impregnate wax, so get mine regardless
Of anybody's set, i'm starving the artist
Who's next to me？ the x to z
Together we bomb mcs with text debris
Leaving y'all hard pressed to breath
Other words, nigga's show love and chicks spit the ecstasy
How real is that？
I keep it moving and moving, keep it going, going like that
y'all
{like that y'all}, like that
{i keep it moving and moving, keep it going, going like that
y'all}
Like that y'all
See i put the beated nigga, ask him if he's had enough
Tan khakis, t-shirt, wife beater tatted up
Looking for props
How you explain to nigga drinking beer to the bottom that they
can't come up
Mother fucker say what？
Stack loot so much, reach out and touch you probably die from
the paper cuts
I see you lazy fucks, sceming on the speed demon
Keep on dreaming, give me any type of reason
To stop your breathing, yeah it' me against the world
'cause the eyes deceiving, anybody want to bet me
Saukrates, bouncing wide like a jet ski
Meet a bitch who ain't hard stick like wayne gretzky
Look i try to live where the lolos and the sets be
I still roll dolo, how a normal nigga test me
I let you have it in the face trying to waste me
Your homies can't face me 'cause they scared for their own
safety
How real is that？
{feel the rush} yeah, feel it
{feel the adrenaline ＊echoed＊}
Feel the rush, feel the adrenaline
Yo, take that, take that, nigga stay back
With that fake rap, break that 'fore cats react
To your shallow ass shit, go practice
Saukrates never making wack shit, trust me son
If i'm eating, my dogs eating
Use experience for teaching without preaching
Each, and everyday i be thinking about my future
Preparing for the new world we ain't used to
Handle that, with supreme caution
Peep this mental distortion
Hitting you with grips of funk by the portions
Consulting with killers could lead to abortion
Face down in a closed coffin, what!
Chorus x2
This is how we do mad dawg. ha ha ha ha. yeah, pronto from here
to
Toronto. x to the z, saukrates, liquid mcs baby. so, keep it
moving.
7.Innovations
Yo, i'm roaming one man deep, combin the streets
And beatboxin, like the field niggas, singin hymns pickin cotton
Wit massive watts and tickle eardrums wit pleasure
Every single measure apply, exact amount of pressure
A chemical reaction happen
What was fastened by the spit, rashing
For its catalystic fashion, showin its passion
For harassin microphones, pass it to the left
And left my nigga bless it
My god bless my very last breath
To be allah uahkbar
For narcotic cops to mark me inside of the shark bar
Spiritual sparks and lyrical darts adapt the visual
One nation under this rap shit indivisible
Never miseb-erable anymore
Pharoahe the crit-ically acclaimed rap professional
Keepin computer digital
By hark the best speed
This expert who could keep niggas alert in a school for
narcolepsy
Let em know the time it takes (yes sir)
For every rhyme to shine, innovate (come on)
Don't ever underestimate
Most niggas come fake but we cuttin the red tape
How many man it take the quality time to rennovate
Through rhyme form, solely for poetic penetration
Subliminal in this world it minimal ventilation
The task-master dome to gas mask from a clinic
Walking the earth, avoiding the global epidemic
I limit the sun's uv rays wit a visor
While ya'll pass the plague lickin blunts wit your saliva
We main-line a rhyme in your mind like tranquilizers
The king has arrived ya'll
Before i get ya at your barmitzvah
Leavin you mentally circumsized
Nah i did it, fuckin you so hard you never forget it
Even ellen and martina navatirola's comin over
Cuz they tryin to get wit it
Crack the back of all critics in a new york minute
You ain't seein me, my dome is tinted
Return, the dues that you never earned
Niggas know your whole style is ？
Let em know the time it takes (yes sir)
For every rhyme to shine, innovate
Don't ever underestimate
We spit it, you bit the bait of these top-notch stimulating
Lyrics you can't escape
Let em know the time it takes
For every rhyme to shine, innovate
Don't ever underestimate
Most niggas come fake but we cuttin the red tape
Now, so break down
Lyrical mastery, has to be, otherwise i'm callin you 'majesty'
Bitch-maker, switch on me, tragedy
These lyrics got em all mad at we are us
As we discuss who the best could be
Fuck it, i pop glock and block glock shots
In top spots from top-notch cops to bust from a crotch
Positioning, my conditioning allows me
To withstand the rain like two sets of all weather michelins, uh
uh
Uh uh hittin the whole rhyme, splittin and fold
My diction make friction, switchindiamonds from coal
Heavyweight lyric, man i be rippin jabols
I be hittin it every minute though there's seconds to go
Pharoahe's soliciting crack at black baby christening
Glisten in rap, topical shit, on some missin impossible shit
Manyacal, whenever the diabolic spit
Words they never undeniable
Chorus b 2x ＊minus 'now, so break down'＊
8.Fineline
As mighty a man you've ever seen spitting amphetamine
To all those congested, my job raw never clean
A toast to the uncontested, murderer
I mark your mistake as soon as you're rested, i heard of ya
Unattended for your double breasted, bulletproof vest kid
Time is money well invested, burning your press kit
Ya heard me, chic-ow, bless it and pass it leftwards
Never protested, the living proof manifested
Winkled your face, you better press it, menage-a-trois
Put fist in thought, care to test it？ if you dare i swear
Motionless, i throw a stare in the eyes of uncommon wise soldier
Rise like nike, shares growing older, snowball effect to snow
boulder
Show you love nigga, i'm iceberg with cold shoulder
No time for your manic, hazy rap attack partner
Future darker than permanent black... marker
I part you from existence on solid ground
Only twelve inch but long distance, that's all i found
Is we hell or is we heaven bound？
I bomb the target without a sound
Ain't nobody left around to hear it
Sipping fine wine and spirits on summer days
By the south pacific, cheddar taste better when specific
Cheddar look better when explicit
Cheddar get better when statistics rise like mama biscuits
All 'n all, i'm having fun with gun
'cause world gave me gun, detonate the shells with my tongue
I'm young plus i'm well hung
Threat to intellect, also got your prize possession sprung
I ride the fine line between yours and mine, check the design
Bre-x cats wondering how rhyme turn sublime
Peep my shines coming from behind
I'm high beaming in your rear view
Get out the left lane before i steer through
Ain't even trying to hear you
It was important 'til you thought i feared you
Naw, loosen your bra bitch
Never rest until i'm considered, the high exalted
Even then i'll still be bitter, sipping on malted
Through the speech, now it's time to walk it
This potent poet, who only spit it if he know it
Prefer to show it to the hardest of hip hop artist
If you a baby making baby, finish what you started and be a man
God damn, resort to plan b sucking on candy
Far from delicate procedure, no time for leisure
The fine line between yours and mine, freak the design
Bre-x cats wondering how rhyme turn sublime
Peep my shines coming from behind
I'm high beaming in your rear view, crash
I stop at nothing, my blood stream pumping nothing but utter
destruction
Towards cats i describe in this rap production
Suffering from mal concussions, you head bangers catching
repercussion
First impression had you lustin'
Now the name saukrates ringing more than bells
Double x-l quote me well, bringing the future
Double x-l quote me well, bringing the future
You want to poise for the portrait, here let me shoot you
9.Play Dis(99 Remix)
10.Body Language
{hear this}
{let me just say this}
{you're a very pretty girl}
[you know it's a lie
Aaaaah]
{where's your attitude, which was ugly as a motherfucker
You really need to tighten that shit up}
[that was real, that's real
How you make me feel sugar, god damn!]
{you got to fix yourself}
{'cause there's gonna be one nigga... that might just snap on
your ass}
It's 10：15 up in the am, scratch the back, cough the phlegm
I hear the phone ringing
I wipe the sleep from the tear ducks
Phone's ringing, sun's blazing through the curtains
Ignore the phone calls, pager bawls
Check the number, its 4-1-6-k-c-t-2-2-6-4
The 3 means for me to go an call back immediately
I call back and id myself as the chizz-knocka
Yo, what up potna？ i got a little story to tell
About this heavy chickenheaded, brow eye cocktail
Nipples like pickles, did her well to the dills
Spinning in the background, all i could hear was wedding bells
'cause the cock had me locked on pussy detention
Forgot to mention ass cheeks was heavy, broke my suspension
And even got to say what happened
Her body language spoke a new form of rapping
Pussy so tight she grabbed my dick with it and started clapping
When we were done, she said 'thank you sugar' (sugar)
I analyzed her barbed wire tattoo 'round her ankles
Would have taken the time to study it before i hit it
Was killing to get in it,
So i choose to peep the g right after we done did it
I'm telling you this because i'm the sweet pussy critic
I reminisce on ass, pussy, tits and thick lips all over my long
prick
You the shit brown eyes, you the shit's what i said
I see you doing movies, getting all up in my nigga's head
Peep what i said, you the bomb and my mind is caught
But listen, the dick is long but the time is short, it's you i'm
dissing
You pissing in the wind sugar, i'm ice cold
You ain't never gonna win sugar, i'm twice as bold
As the average pussy chasing, look who you facing
I read you body language, now please get out my basement
But that some shit nigga
I bet if you wanted to,
You'd make that pussy drip like your snotbox up in the winter
Or watch your picture
I knew this trick that was similar to yours
With the tits that stood up, just like the lights upon an '89
accord
As sharp as a sword, with these nipples like ？？？？？
I was like farmer brown, 'cause i was picking to get in it
Her body looked stolen from a stacey dash mold
If you seen the hold on that ass, shit! (shit)
The cactus had my brain blitzed like i'm smoking l's up in the
stairs
My pipe is getting full with the liquid joe(？)
Yo, i wanted to unload and make it spread like pour-ed milk on
the floor
The center fold, had me rocked if i stood up
Her shoulders being tapped, yo i'm fiending for the cat
I wonder if she'll feel me
I'm breaking through my jeans, lips looking mad big
Like she could suck the green off army fatigues
Body smooth like a gs3, double ooh on the body i would do
She can take the chizz right out the knock-aaah
You guess you get rock more tricks than the sea
For the chizz-y (chizz-y), real-ly (real-ly)
You see you just pissing in the wind sugar, i'm ice cold
You ain't never gonna win sugar, i'm twice as bold
As the average pussy chasing, look who you facing
I read you body language, now please get out my basement
Let's go conquistadoris, chocola-tay, oooooww
Aight, bring it back so i could double this
11.Ultimate Rush
＊the ultimate mc rush'
(rock)
Hi
Alcatraz
Some call him rock, yo
One shot'll make ya jump like house of pain or kriss kross
Playing hop scotch
I got the ？marks？ baby
Even when i was small i still get crazy hard like a 380
And i hate these fakin mc's
Please
Flee before your temperature drop more degrees
Than a five percenter
Dressed in a young ass jacket
In the winter boy
Don't end up in a casket for this rap shit.
(ruck)
Behold the pale horse
I see death in your future
When thoughts connect
Its best to step before i shoot ya
Back in the days i knew ruck would rock
Couldn't wait that long so i jacked michael j. fox
Since the death of the delorean
I been best performing in
Coliseums, and stadiums
Holdin in ？more？ palladiums
Ain't no funny vibe from this 25 year old
Ultimate mc test me if ya bold
(chorus)
The ultimate mc rush (x4)
(saukrates)
Demonstrate on street ruckus with my nouns and verbs
Hated the real mahfuckers with the thirst for words
Meditate with me dude
Alone in my own zone
Come and get high
My shits homegrown
Bionic, hydroponics
I rap
Till i'm blue like sonic
Delivery's monotonic
But my style rocks the phonic
I hate to say it
But you're weak and your styles prosaic
If rhyming was fighting i'd be tyson
And all y'all niggas better flee
Cause right now you're running with spinks
Cause you're weak son
I take my time to teach one
Of the meek ones, who reach one
Illamatic rap addict
On some death of caesar dramatics
Its never fluke yo, so don't panic
You could go to any other planet
In any weather you could run
But can't run forever
So whatever.
Chorus x4
(singing)
You'll admit
Y'all niggas can't compete
With my manuscript
(saukrates)
I'm the muthafuckin pimp the microphone is my bi-i-itch
And you the john about to make a nigga ri-i-ich
Now get with this funk arithmetic
If you outside make a swi-i-itch
And step inside the aby-y-ys
Nigga come ill, don't tri-i-ip
Say it again
You the john about to make this nigga ri-i-ich
Man, my finger puppet hard to resi-i-ist
Find your niche, nigga hold that
My trigger finger starts to i-i-itch
(singing)
Digging your ditch
(saukrates)
I'm on the mound with butane fireball
Better duck the wild pi-i-itch
I'm sick with it
You would never fly
You an ostri-i-ich
Be on your back like a rash
I'm the i-i-ish
Bankers bank is closed
No more scrilla for the ni-i-i
？wi-i-ife or his kids？
Chorus x4
12.Check For Me
Uhh
Yeah, yeah
Uh, yeah
Suzy, suzy
She tried to do me
Like some kind of male flousie, groupie even
Kicked it to her on one hot summer evening
Fell for her spell, considered achievement
I couldn't believe when honey went wild for the money
Still had to recoup it, stupid
Ain't funny when these chicks peep your first shit
Even though you're broke (yo)
She gonna break a leg trying to get at your bread
Now that's fucked up right
Admit it, that's fucked up right (yo)
Used to crave gettin' with it
But a spoiled appetite don't cater
Find myself saying 'um, i'm busy hun, but get at me later'
Though probably never, i got pride in my endeavors
You hide your clever plot to cop this togetherness (yo)
I must admit you're very blessed
As saukrates agrees to carry mess
This long, peep my rap song
variations＊
Missed your chance, so why you chasing this
(yeah, you should have checked for me)
Yo, sugar, you're losing control could ya
Let go of my shirt before i'm forced to put ya
Out of my doghouse for good
You said 'fine nigga, i'm leaving' be heathen i wish you would
Pardon me, i think you should
Turn 1-80 and go back three paces, let me bless the track
I react to y'all tricks like skin to poison ivy
Itching to get y'all gone before y'all start bitching
I ain't getting through, but listen
You the word for word definition of that thing we all call
chicken
Cluck, maybe you'll understand me now
Yo, cluck, you ain't nothing but a stain hand me down
Go back to ya fake willie sponsor
I ain't pissed this is just a half-assed dis
Don't do nothing but take it personal and hit the road
Reason why i change the tone of my humble abode
You didn't know
Chorus ＊with minor variations＊
I've seen that you're hurt when you see me leave with that other
skirt
Maybe you should have checked for me
Telling you, your time to shine was when i was putting in the
work
Maybe you should have checked for me
Now you got to stretch for me, i still roll bummy
Never changed honey, you getting played, gin rummy
I used to dream of giving you half, if you weren't satisfied
Shit？ don't trip i just inject the style
And get some new shit, why did you abuse this
Dark skin fin to win, now attempts are useless
I've moved on, seen a few thongs, nothing wrong
Don't deny, y'all the reason why i sing the fucking song
What's going on misses, look at all these dirty dishes
I can't stand dish pan hands, mind my business
And go about my waaay because we came to partaaay
We'll talk another day because we came to partake, uh
Chorus x2 ＊with minor variations＊
Baby baby, baby
Next time we get down yo
Maybe next lifetime
13.Rollin'
Ha, ha
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Ha, ha
Rollin'
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Money makes the world go round
So watch a nigga
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Money makes the world go round
So watch a nigga
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Yo, yo, i makes green backs of mean tracks,
It seems that life aint nuttin 'but phat cars
And dreams that stack two stories high
I wouldnt wanna die, po broke and lonely
No joke i'm only a hop jump and skip from 30
Gotta get my hands dirty
If i wanna see cash thats gon last
I hit you wit a blast, straight from the heart
Yo where's the math, gotta go for broke without a cast
Ain't shit changed but nickels and dimes to g notes
We floats in flush rides and crush prides and jack fakers
Crack makers never left the, neighbourhood
Cash rules everything except me
That's what cream mean, it don't rule the mind
On valentines day nigga, you still couldn't find
The heart to try to step to, fuck wit
Mess wit, your desperate, stop bullshittin' nigga and lets get
All this dough like pillsbury and i still bury
Wack rappers, in 96 kid i feel very confident its my year too
And my tongue will tear you
Keep rollin' in dough and son i hear you
(make money) the slogan of ghetto dwellers in such
(take money) the phrase of an organized bank rush
Sittin on top of the dome like al capone
Interceptin' drug carriers and taking they home
Popularity can make you a buck but nigga that shit is luck
Solidify, your cash you're the biggest guy
Got tooken out, the bitch caught a disease
Called the plague saukrates, now who's got the g's
Desperado, get away cars hittin' the throttle
Pinchin' diamonds the size of the lotto
Any kind of hesitation 25 ta life you get
Come out, kickin' carlito cuz you can't resist
In your world wife and kids become the minority
'cause yens, franks, marks and dollars are priority
On stage frontin' as if the mic makes all your cream
But father time paid off the sandman and saw your dream
Nigga quit it, you in it for the cash admit it
Cuz i did it, and never gave a fuck for rap critics
Realize corleone style, i know some niggas desperate
They'd sell they mother for a seven digit figure
Dont you get it...
Yo sauk, yo ace, what's up wit money over there
Whippin' on the street like he just don't care
He's flambouyant see annoying,
Ignant nigga figure he gonna be rollin' all his life
Being the big bad bull motherfucker, what!
Sellin' drugs, you ain't nuttin' but a sucka, uh
Can't free mold your mind mad mushy, intelligents all fuzzy
Get shot street nigga forgot who was he
Hit it to put things in perspective
Do right, don't defy laws of life and be deceased or arrested
Mastermind desgined you had thru a science giver
Mad man dreams of a major alliance
Your world revolved around gold, cars and diamonds
Sluts and scars , draggin behind bars still
The wake up call, face off the jail bully
Takin' your manhood, as thought you had a pussy
Come home seen your man, now the lies arise
Tellin' your man you was fightin niggas twice your size
Your conscious is feelin' it, sippin' a brew
Two ways you got screwed, by the system and a stiff one
Mental swollen and your manhood stolen
Wrecked and got dugout for the price of rollin'
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