Twista

[fox69]

"Pimp Like Me"

"Pimp Like Me"


Pimp like me, pimp like me, work the bitch [8X]

[Intro: Twista]
It's a tight Mike production
Yeah, it's Twista y'all
Straight from the Chi, reppin the Midwest
I done gave y'all that straight hip-hop shit
And you know I give y'all that street shit
But I gotta do one for the jukers and the jackers
I'm from the west side of the Chi
Let me see if you can get with this

[Twista]
When I meet a ho I gotta hold her
cause I know just how to mack a ho, I {w-work the bitch}
Uhh, now she know she gotta get the money
cause she fuckin with a {p-pimp like me}
Gotta serve a trick at the afterparty
cause I got her body in my mind I'm a playa when I {w-work the bitch}
Uhh, a pimp like me just wanna work that bitch hard - what
You could be up in the club
You talkin about you got a big booty, let me see you {w-work the bitch}
Uhh, drop it to the flo'
Are you worthy of fuckin with a {p-pimp like me}
When the Twista get her in the bed after I get the head
I bend the fatty over and then I gotta {w-work the bitch}
Uhh; a pimp like me just wanna work that bitch hard - what
After kickin it with Bishop and Snoop
I get a bitch in the coupe, I spit game then I {w-work the bitch}
I'm a baller with status and it's an honor
to be fuckin with a {p-pimp like me}
When I'm pimpin I be gettin that loot, I look at her dookie shoot
I tell the hoe she gotta {w-work the bitch}
A pimp like me just wanna work that bitch hard

[Chorus]
Pimp like me just wanna work the bitch harder
Pimp like me just wanna work the bitch harder
Pimp like me just wanna work the bitch harder
Pimp like me just wanna work the bitch harder
Pimp like me, pimp like me, work the bitch (work, work, work, work it)
Pimp like me, pimp like me, work the bitch (work, work, work, work it)
Pimp like me, pimp like me, work the bitch (move bitch, move bitch)
Pimp like me, pimp like me, work the bitch (move bitch, move bitch)

[Twista]
I love how you makin it jiggle when you be standin in the middle
Let me see you {w-work the bitch}
Uhh - gon' leave the lame you came with
You should be fuckin with {p-pimp like me}
How a motherfucker lookin ugly when you workin it for me
cause I'm a fiend for the way you {w-work the bitch}
Uhh - cause a pimp like me just wanna work that bitch hard
What - when you walkin the red carpet or the runway
I love the way you {w-work the bitch}
You should be walkin in the room
with an arm of an iced-out {p-pimp like me}
Fine in the face and your booty lookin juicy
in juicy coutours let me see you {w-work the bitch}
Uhh, a pimp like me just wanna work that bitch hard
Look me see you take it from the top of the pole
to the bottom of the flo' with your leg when you {w-work the bitch}
You the coldest in the city, come and get it
Pretty kitty to a {p-pimp like me}
You could pull on the map when you makin it clap
cause these niggaz finna snap when they see you {w-work the bitch}
A pimp like me just wanna work that bitch hard - what?

[Chorus]

[Twista]
Show me how you work that thang
I'ma make it rain if you {w-work the bitch}
Uhh - if you ain't makin enough in the club
come and fuck with a {p-pimp like me}
What - I can tell how you jack, and you juke, to the beat
from the Chi, by the way you {w-work the bitch}
Uhh - and a pimp like me just wanna work that bitch hard
I can see you got a fatty, come and get up in the Caddy
Go to A-T-L you can {w-work the bitch}
Uhh - get you in the best strip club
if you fuckin with a {p-pimp like me}
What - I can take you to Miami when you rollin with daddy
We gettin money when you show 'em how you {w-work the bitch}
Uhh - a pimp like me just wanna work that bitch hard
If you got a booty that stick out and you from the South
let me see you {w-work the bitch}
If it's bigger than the rest from the West
then you fuckin with a {p-pimp like me}
If you know you got a booty like a beast and you from the East
let me see you {w-work the bitch}
A pimp like me just wanna work that bitch hard - what?

[Chorus - first 1/2]

[Outro]
W-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch, w-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch
W-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch, w-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch
W-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch, w-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch
W-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch, w-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch
...
W-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch, w-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch
W-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch, w-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch
W-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch, w-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch
W-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch, w-w-w-w-w-w-w-work the bitch

 

[fox69]

"Pimp On"
(feat. 8 Ball, Bishop Don Magic Juan, Too $hort)

"Pimp On"
(feat. 8 Ball, Bishop Don Magic Juan, Too $hort)



[Intro: Bishop Don Magic Juan]
Yeah.. no introduction is really needed
But it's, the Bishop Don Magic Juan
Chairman of the Board, of famous playas everywhere!
PLAYAS, PLAYAS, PLAYAS!
Representin, green is for the money
Gold is for the honey, ain't it man?

[Interlude]

Pimp pimp onnnn, pimp-pimp onnnn
Pimp onnnn, pimp pimp on!
Then get your pimp on

[Verse One: Twista]
Peep how the Twist' puttin down the luchie while smokin a lot of dro
Whatchu know 'bout checkin yo' paper for a down-ass bottom hoe
Or snatchin yo' new fur model mink with the hood off the hanger
24-karat rings standin a half a foot off the finger
Custom seats are amazin tellin nobody could touch that bitch
Shoes my Maurie, piss by the month, he cut shock shit
Anything from my hoes when I ask, I get it
In the Cadillac I kick it, since y'all I wanted to be like macks and Bishop
Type wanna get up in the club, drinkin Cris'sy from a gold cup
Flossin my club, peepin persons yellin out "Chuuuch!"
Finna attract to trick politicians I'ma maintain pimpin
You can't change pimpin, from the Stone Age to the "Space Age" pimpin
From Southern mackin in Memphis to the playa mo' when you shoot to Chi
In the black diamond with fuchsia dye pullin out hoes like Supafly
All I gotta do is spit fo' lines
Now she got me chameleon gators with colors that flip fo' times
Now get yo'.

[Chorus]
Pimp pimp onnnn (pimp on)
Pimp-pimp onnnn (pimp on)
Pimp onnnn (pimp on) pimp pimp on!
Then get your pimp on
Pimp pimp onnnn (and if you want it the 'Llac with three hoes in the back)
Pimp-pimp onnnn (feelin like a mack while you checkin yo' scratch)
Pimp onnnn (then you gettin yo' pimp on) pimp pimp on!
Then get your pimp on

[Verse Two: 8 Ball]
Uhh.. yeah.. yeah, yeah
It's the fat, mack - EightBall to most of y'all
You a hoe need a pimp, I'm the one you supposed to call
Shit talker, somebody's daughter she my street walker
She call me daddy, she a hoe so that's what I call her
Or big toed, hard-head ass hoe
The rougher I treat her she love a nigga even mo'
Brush my hair, manicure and do my toes
Knock bitches from them niggaz who act like hoes
I'm mink draggin out my 2-2 Paddywagon
Sittin on 2-3's, diamonds on 24 karats
Ball not a bitch ass, and I don't make deals
Peel a meal from a pussy, know how that feels?
High heels and furs, Lexus his and hers
Hpnotic, ex' and sex mixed with the words
Pull up, and let the window down, here she come
the American way, I was taught how to.

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Too $hort]
Playa getcha pimpin on
Gotta getcha game together man, all your women gone
To start all over, ain't nothin to a mack
Just put 'em to work, and watch yo' money stack
That's fo'sho' doe, everyday a G a mo'
Asked your little sister, "Girl, why you wanna be a hoe?"
She got turned out, like Red Riding Hood
goin to Grandma's house, now she lookin real good
while the Big Bad Wolf tryna eat her out
Pay up, the cash is what we be about
Squares, we don't care if you don't understand
Players break out the game power, you don't wanna go there
Say it in your prayers you wanna be like me
You down on your knees but it's not likely
to ever happen, so I just keep rappin
This real mackin, this ain't actin

[Chorus]

[Outro: Bishop Don Magic Juan]
Yeah, Bishop Don Magic Juan
Ain't no shame, in my game
Good game, is happenin everyhere
[Interlude plays in background]
Playas in Los Angeles, Detroit, Miami
New York, Chi-Town, WORLD-WIDE!
CHUUUCH IS HERE!

 

[fox69]

"Pray For Me"
(feat. Todd Nitty)

"Pray For Me"
(feat. Todd Nitty)



[Todd Nitty]
Here's the tale of a young black male
raised in these city streets
out here hustling to make ends meet
In a world thats so corrupt
thats ran by greed
money and the power
for me I'm a survivor
I do what I have to and only God can judge me for that
So before you cash your stones down on me
I want you to take a look at yourself in the mirror
And ask somebody to pray for you
Cause that's all I'm asking is to pray for me, understand

I was born around gangstas, hustlers, and killers
Drug dealers with math figures making hella scrilla
In the city of Chi the home of the G's
If ya dont work ya dont eat that's been the code of the streets
As for me I was brought up at an early age
learned how to cook cane started to gang bang
and its a damn shame I chose game
but see I'ma knuckle headed nigga with no one to blame
and I'ma gonna keep on tipping under the street lights
and be wondering which nigga wanna take my life
until then I'm staying two feet in front of you haters

[chorus]
I'm living the street life
and I just cant get away
I dont know if I'ma gonna make it to another day
so everynight I pray
oh I pray
I'm living the street life
and I just cant get away
I dont know if I'ma gonna make it to another day
so everynight I pray

well I'm surrounded by rats, roaches, and dope fiends
my whole world is being weighed up on a triple beam
man I dont know whats in store for me god
will I reach 21
why is life so damn hard
see thats the question thats asked
and is there a heaven or hell can the young black live
or will he be chained in the cell
I don't know as for me I only trusted a few
I had to hustle to survive now what else could I do
they say theres chances for everybody thats bullshit
that little girl had no chance when that bullet hit
I mean it blew to the sky
and all you heard was a cry
oh lord don't let my baby die

[chorus]

Til the day that I die I'll stay true to my neighborhood
fuck with my neighborhood nigga I wish you would
Ain't shit changed like oh once said
And oh no fool my nigga Fred ain't dead
neither is Pook or Kansas City
true og's still here with me
my homie boo, boo what up
and you know I cant forget about my nigga nigga Novesnake
nightime boats and herbie
Shine and Cherelle would ya pray for me
I rock genue death so dam sensless
big houses what the fucking radio been missing
and theres one more nigga that be true to my heart
Mr. Motion you the reason while I'm breaking em off
so our
I peed em to dead
whole reason was love
to that nigga twist for believing in me
I got a shorty to feed
my priority is to make sure this shit dont have to struggle like me
and if I could ask for one more wish
I tell em I wanna hug ya cuz I'm missing ya since

[chorus]

so I'm asking to pray for me
mamma pray for me
daddy pray for me
baby pray for me
please pray for me
pray for me
pray for me
pray for me

 

[fox69]

"Problems"
(feat. Tech N9ne)

"Problems"
(feat. Tech N9ne)



[Intro: x3]
Problems
Problems
Problems
Problems upset you

[Verse 1: Twista]
When I'm on the track you will see accuracy
Actually I know that you will see I come like I got the fully
Automatic for the sent aggression of the problematic and negativity or whoever caused the static
Pick up a rose and sniff a scent if if you think it's magnificent
Stop the stressin or just catch a blessin if it
If it's bills or if it's rent some of us worry some of us don't that's why everybody so different
The only answer to you problems solve em
Stallin is the only thing that can stop a balla
Though world is full of hatred face it
Get out the matrix and let's get back to the basics
Instead of being individual let's practice a ritual and be an indivisible when it's critical
So every time that some drama hit yo doorstep
Gotta try to keep your composure and don't let

[Chorus: x2]
Problems (Don't let)
Problems (You can't let)
Problems (You won't let)
Problems upset you

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
I'm a problem because I'm different and people don't get it
When I be the clown like a sucka down when I be kickin' my music
Tech is dangerous if you think you can hang with us
Sick in your brain with it when I mangle it know that I break and abuse it
Have you prayin' to God
Cause what I'm sprayin it's odd
And I'm slayin this broad
Tech Nina's layin his ride
I'm insatiable when it comes to be makin this gouda
I'm a sniper killa murderer look out I'm a shoota
A dilema we takin out you beginners comin to my psycho cinema
It's a must that I crush them
If you accustomed to lovey dovey movies
Then you unlucky because they call me Tecca Nina the snuff film

Throwing the fist up
Cause all of my grips up
People was hating but now they zippin their lips up
Neva debated you imitated get ripped up
Stuck off in Necropolis cause Tecca Nina and Twista's a

[Chorus: x2]
Problems (Don't let)
Problems (You can't let)
Problems (You won't let)
Problems upset you

[Verse 3: Twista]
My alien complex can get as lethal as bomb threats
When I put together patterns and concepts
But when it come to dealin with pain and problems and relationships I ain't gonna lie I ain't the bomb yet
What do we need, what's the resolution
It's the restitution or just retribution let's just start a revolution
But wait, I'm hesitant because in fact
How can I fight to be equal if the president is black and a
A Chi Town resident at that
Hope we focus on this instead of wars in Iraq
The future is bright or will it be weary
Do I need to pay attention to conspiracy theories
Is the government systematically destroyin the population for the progress of world domination
Smile, even if the landlord callin
[?] but that the least of your problems

[Chorus: x2]
Problems (Don't let)
Problems (You can't let)
Problems (You won't let)
Problems upset you

[Outro:]
Try not to get worried
Try not turn on to
Problems that upset you
Don't you know

 

[fox69]

"Pussy Whipped"

"Pussy Whipped"


[Intro]
Pussy whipped, pussy whipped, pussy whipped
P-pussy whipped, pussy whipped, pussy whipped [whip cracks]

[Chorus: repeat 4X]
Pussy whipped, pussy whipped, pussy whipped [whip cracks]
P-pussy whipped, pussy whipped, pussy whipped [whip cracks]

Now where she at? (Where she at?) I gotta text her (gotta text her)
I've been goin hard ever since I met her (since I met her)
She got me actin like a fool for the cookie
I ain't even 'bout to lie she got some good ass pussy
So I - know you could tell when she shake that shit
Trippin when a nigga lookin at the lips
Cause I normally got that piff, now I think I'm 'bout to go and take a dip
I was surprised by the way she can make it twerk
By the way she can work them walls, by the way she can make it squirt (squirt)
I'ma do whatever she want me to do (me to do) if she want me to take her shoppin
Tellin her no is not an option, cause I'm gone from the pussy poppin
She give it to me good so whatever, as long as I know she happy
When I get up in the middle I be feelin every ripple
so I know lil' mama know she got me

[Chorus]

She got my nose open (nose open) cause she a star (she a star)
Gave her some money and I let her drive the car (drive the car)
Cause she a fool when she do it like that
She can make a nigga bust and I ain't gotta fuck her back
And I - be lovin it how she get it wet, how she work it in the bed like a vet
How she got me yellin out "You the best," so I gotta keep her dressed so fresh
Her stuff is so good when you get up in there forever she gotta stay one of mine
I bet you if you throw that pussy up in there I bet it will turn into sunshine
I really wanna hit it, even though she got good brain and I know she give it well
But she got a bomb, and lil' mama's sugar walls be tight like a prison cell
Give me that good monkey, some of that good nappy
Some of that good kitty, because you know you got me

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Put It Down"

"Put It Down"


Recognize legendary tales
on a track from a certified +Po Pimp+
Recollect in the essence of that shit that I know you wanna hear
Gone especially if you smoke hemp
Come on and take a sip, of the liquor of my life
and get drunk off the way that the veteran get it in like he's supposed to
Terrorizin like a creature King Kong
when it come to gettin on a song showin why they chose you
Spectacular when I be killin them off with the words
I murder the beat so they gettin served like soft white
Off white, let me show you how a baller dress
Show you how we ride, show you what a baller talk like
Some razzle-dazzle with the words, look at how he said
Make the ladies love it and they all say "Hey now"
Put a hurtin on them from the way you kick it
Yeah you do it so smooth

[Chorus]
But the way you put it down-down-down-down
You don't mess around, round
You're professional-nal-nal-nal
You don't mess around
But-but-but the way you put it down-down-down-down
You don't mess around, round
You're professional-nal-nal-nal
You don't mess around; you're dangerous

Pardon the intrusion
It's the real, peep script, check the style, I done started the illusion
of masterin me, that's what other cats attendin
but this here is patent pendin and still I'ma be improvin
Stutter steppin, struttin, rockin to percussions
Comin up with somethin just to show them niggaz they ain't fuckin with me
Up on a pedestal kind of extravagant when I be bringin it
by the remarkable amount of haters, if they want me come and get me
But don't judge me, cause I'm so strong
Let he who without sin cast the first stone
Cause I'ma simply pull a hoe card and flow on
Cause somebody told me to go hard or go home
New Twista on The Legendary Trax beat
Fresh for everybody, angel dust
Like what you get when you cross
Michael Jackson with Teddy Riley, +Dangerous+

[Chorus]

Under my office desk I'ma get my dick sucked
Bossed out, flossed out, flicked up
Then I throw my wrist up
Get her tossed out, light up a cigar, leaned back, feet kicked up
Or get in like I'm a entrepreneur connoisseur
It's a mantra but still I honored to do her
So I'll maneuver
She rode it and put on a hell of a performance, don't even bother to boo her
Then when I go up in the party, I be, cocky
cause lil' mama thick and they bitches lookin hella pathetic
Pull up in the Benz or, probably, Maserati
and they undress her with their eyes like they telekinetic
Niggaz lookin at her hard so they all stutter
And bitches wishin they could take they clothes off of her
Classy girl, yeah I like the way you walk
Yeah I like they way you talk - but the

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Put That Thang On Me"
(feat. Oobie)

"Put That Thang On Me"
(feat. Oobie)



man
I got to figure out something to do
to get this nigga back in my life for real
put something on

you put that thang on me man shorty
then you put it down on me
you ain't even have to do me like that
the you stop calling me
he believes power me or something dam

everday and everynight all I wanna do is see you
figure out how to be near you
doing the things you do
you stay all day is to me
all night is to me and you really made me feel good
you put that thang down on me, that thang down on me and I really didn't know you could
I took the baretta that you knew that what to do with a girl like me
you worked my body and turned it inside out fullfilled all my fantasy's
you worked that hump on ya back
lay me on my back broke down and did the oooo
then you stopped calling me and I don't know what to do cuz baby you

[Chorus 2x]
you put that thang on me
the one that makes me love for you
and you put it down on me
and I only wanna be with you
but then you stop calling me
I don't know what to say or do
I got to figure out what to do just to get back up with you

everyday I'm hoping then I pray that one day
you come back and bring your love my way
I'm talking everynight I sit and wonder why
now baby you put it on me but now you don't want me
tell me what I got to do what I got to prove show my love to you
I'll do whatever to get one more night cuz I'm craving for me some you
you were so special to me when you made love to me
and I thought everything was cool
then you stopped calling me and I don't know what to do cuz baby you

[Chorus]
you put that thang on me
the one that makes me love to you
then you put it down on me
and I only wanna be with you you you you you you
then you stop calling me
I gotta figure out what to do just to get back up with you
you put that thang on me
the one that makes me love to you
then you put it down on me
and I only wanna be with you you you you
then you stop calling me
I gotta figure out what to do just to get back up with you

hey hey hey put it on me put it on me everyone loving
you put it on me you put it on me everyone loving
you put it on me you put it on me everyone loving
you put it on me you put it on me everyone loving

[Chorus]
you put that thang on me
the one that makes me love to you
then you put it down on me
and I only wanna be with you you you you you you
then you stop calling me
I gotta figure out what to do just to get back up with you
you put that thang on me
the one that make me love to you
then you put it down on me
I only want to be
but then you stop calling me
I don't know what to say or do
I gotta figure out what to do just to get back up with you

you put that thang on me yeah shorty
and you put it down on me
and you ain't even have to do me like that
but then you stop calling me
please call me or something dam
I gotta figure out what to do just to get back up with you

 

[fox69]

"Ratatattat"

"Ratatattat"


[VERSE 1]
Sucker wack vicks, I ratatattat tactics, givin em black kicks
Mufflin up the mic with funky black licks
Tricks, I be rippin em like hocus pocus, focus on the funk, gee
Tung be runnin away like a punk be
Rockin, droppin the funk of the manifestation that'll be dope
Scope the point of being wack? Nope, never & no-no
A dancer like a go-go? Oh no
My lip be sort of kickin sort of funky like a hobo
Sucker, I'm like a hype hip-hop gangster gettin dumb
Instead of shooting guns I shoot the tongue
Style Pacino, I'm gunnin em up controllin your casino
Funky like a wino, rhino-dyno like dino
Comin around the corner cappin sucker ducks who be tryin to wreck mine
But my lyrical tongue is like a Tec-9, wastin em
Look at me spillin juice, loose to chasin em
Cut them like tomatoes, then be tomat-pastin em
Facin em, gun to tongue, let's see who'll win this gang member
I'm droppin em like a leaf in September to November
Froze in December, rock over October, so remember
When I shoot the Tec-9 tongue - timber
Ratatattat

[CHORUS]
Ratatattat
What's the sound of a gat
Ratatattat
What's the sound of a gat
Ratatattat
What's the sound of a gat
Ratatattat
Show em how the Tung smacks
Ratatattat
Show em how the Tung smacks
Ratatattat
Show em how the Tung smacks
Ratatattat
Show em how the Tung smacks
Ratatattat

[VERSE 2]
Prr-prrrr.. buck em down
Sucker ducks, comin to pluck em down
Hope the hip hype hip-hop horn struck em down
Climbin, I'm never rhymin Simple like Simon but I'ma do what Simon said
He told me to put that head to bed
Givin an eyeful, funky rhythm of a tongue will stifle
Trifle cause I pop the tongue like a rifle
Watch the funky words pounce
From my mouth watch 40 bounce
Cappin a sucker duck like a 40 ounce
Some flows are wack, but as for me I cause a catastrophe
Like callin Allah God steppin to me is blasphemy
I shoot the tongue like a machine gun
Know what I mean, son?
A chunky spunky tongue if you ever seen one
Cops, I give em props, they cap men, mostly black men
Mouth will pack, then smack em like a Mack-10
Bop - another head flown like a frisbee, it is me
The clips from my lips could drop a Grizzly
Hear me vick, I pack a kick for the ballistic, animalistic
You didn't know my tongue was this quick
Cops that be cappin thinkin that be spunky
Watch I hit them with the lyric and then I'm cut em up with a funky
Ratatattat

[CHORUS]

[VERSE 3]
Poppin and poppin and poppin the flow of the hip hype hop rhythm
I bust caps like I've been hittin false teeth with raps
Rip your show apart, I know you got no heart to start, I flow art
I got the style that even Humphrey couldn't Bogart
Syllable serum, suckers hear come a style to smack a man
And it be sort of like a smack of Jackie Chan
I pop the funky gun of hip hop, I hop with hips
Droppin battle ships I put the automatic clips up into my lips
Funky like a drunk, I buck em like a hunter
My rifle will make em stifle like Edith Bunker
Suckers I tag em, my rhythm'll rag em, drag em
They felt the funky flow of the formula .44 Magnum
Minimum against the maximum, cracks a maximus
Charge tax and dust, thinkin about waxin us
DJ Jihad will slice em like lard
Check out the funky cut, rocks god be gunnin em up like buckshots
Cappin a brother if he come in a centimeter
Comin to drop the style of Tung and then I bet I'm gonna beat ya
Shootin like mi Uzi, I re-arrange a fella feature
Filimeter, mi funky rhythm is like a 9 millimeter
Ratatattat

[CHORUS]

 

[fox69]

"Razzamatazz / Jazzamatazz"

"Razzamatazz / Jazzamatazz"


[VERSE 1]
Oh - back again makin the rhythm kick jazz
Used to be wick-wack, now I got funky pizzazz
Idryss'll do my fade-up cause he cuts em like class
And the chicks want me to lick cause I'm too quick, I think I'll pass
Dollars, if I don't fold em, I roll em like a bolo
Other steppin to brothers cause he be God? Oh no
G-o-d, I be not he, it's true, don't call me loco
And my man Eric the Wiz will stir the mini mix up like Coco
Cut like Michael Myers, start up fires, I'm a scar hard
Thinkin I be wimpy, I just simply rip em far apart
Ansaars in New York, I know that you know that you are God
This brother's from Chicago, so I guess I'm a Chigagod
Rhythm is my producer of rhythms on the wax
The posse Lower Level be kickin some funky tracks
Never ask, I ax, I get madder than Max
Diggem smacks, if they try to tax I play em like a sax

[CHORUS]
Rock - me call it what?
(Razzamatazz)
Rock - me call it what?
(Jazzamatazz)

[VERSE 2]
Styles, I hand em, I brand em like cattlecakes
Better get flows from your bros if a battle takes
I hear a hiss, the tale of a taddle shakes
Backs this breaks givin aches to the rattlesnakes
I get spunky with funky stylin
Rhythms I flow, I kick them wild and
Tryin to get with the styles I'm pilin
For your sob story I better get the violin
Come again - watch a fun one construct
I don't like sissy chickens and I hate a sucker duck
Some label me a sucker because ducks I like t pluck
The only way I be a sucker is if women wanna suck
Always goin broke so I don't dig into my stash
I'm cool as Brian Robbins on the show _Head of the Class_
If you don't get the picture, make the camera go flash
When this rhythm was a baby, doc spanked him on his - jaz

[CHORUS]

[VERSE 3]
Study my culture, soar like a vulture
My teacher Marvin Howard will create my sculpture
I'm kickin Islam, some brothers try to bomb
Facts can harm but I still say Salaam
Sometimes I blush, bust and leave puss
Hush if I must, plus I don't forget to flush
With suckers I fuss, thought I was soft like a slush
Chicagods crush cause they think toys r us
Hip (hip what) hop
This funky hip (hip what) hop
Is funky hip (hip what) hop
This funky hip (hip what) hop
'll make a drip (drip what) drop
I like to rip (rip what) shop
I always slip (slip what) cops
Reachin the tip (tip what) top
Come in again
Buck-buck, my rhythm be knockin at the do'
Mi stamina rock, mi stamina rock, bloodclot, I do not know
Why they judge me by one rap and say too fast I flow
Even though I kinda thought I said it slow - oh

[CHORUS]

 

[fox69]

"Re-Act With A Mic"
(feat. Dres)

"Re-Act With A Mic"
(feat. Dres)



[Dres:] Chi-town and my town
[Twista:] No doubt
[Dres:] A-yo, yo

[Dres:]
Yo ring the bell or watch me swell a bigga nigga, baby pa
Upon the passages the man with massive repertoire
The New York undercover Tri-borough representative
Be ever thorough in takin' niggas out like the editor
I put it down pickin' it up to get ya open
I'm the lesson niggas testin' be like destined
To be broken down, like matter
A fact I pimp it fatter than them
Or any other nigga talkin' that I be wack
Come now, son how the fuck you thought I would avoid
Fuck that star shit, niggas get their ass-teroid
My motion opens eyes like the coast and I co-host
Your roast, smokin' fuckin' phills with your coast, bitch
I put clowns in big shoes on the stage
You niggas don't know, had better vibe like a page
Don't switch and watch me catch you like no other can
Dres bitch I'm in the fuckin' house like Bruh Man, and yo

[Dres, Twista:]
Fuck a pistol, I'm killin' punks wit' shit that I write
It's like a fight when I react with a mic
Dres and Twista watchin' sucker motherfuckers take flight
It's like a fight when I react with a mic
Like a missile, we geek and seek style that takes flight
It's like a fight when I react with a mic
Catch the gist of the niggas down to set it tonight
It's like a fight when I react with a mic

[Twista:]
I embrace the mic like a axe when I hear tracks
React on victims with vengeance, hostile is my attack
A spittin' image of death when it comes to microphone battles
Illustrate fate with hate, creepin' on M.C.'s like shadows
Murder provokin' mics I'm smokin' like fat weed all day
No concept 'cause I be fresh from out that town called K
M.C. death increases, cut 'er up so you can pick up the pieces
Kill off more sissies than Spacek without telekinesis
Lethal as sayin' Mxyzptlk backwards when I wreck track
I come exact to pressure punks, pain for brains I extract
Intrude M.C.'s fears, think I'm the night creep like the black sheep
Attacks will equalize coats cold rappers stoled from back seat
The mack is sweet when pimpin' stages
Punks that think they can can next to me
Step and see, I bring out ecstasy through complexity
Textin' me can't out-shoot this here
Misfits get bloody like Prom Night
It's like a fight when I react with a mic

[Twista, Dres:]
Fuck a pistol, I'm killin' punks wit' shit that I write
It's like a fight when I react with a mic
Dres and Twista rippin' shit so motherfuckers take flight
It's like a fight when I react with a mic
Like a missile we got you seekin' style that takes flight
It's like a fight when I react with a mic
Catch a gist of the niggas down to set it tonight
It's like a fight when I react with a mic

[Dres:]
Yo what can you do, I stand out like a clue
With a twist I dissed the motherfuckers knowin' the taste of my piss
[Twista:]
Face to my fist disconnect necks with my checks and tape decks
Drop rappers off my skill's apex and caught tryin' to make threats
[Dres:]
Nigga-ro please, nigga freeze, nigga get on your knees
And get killed son, I serve a billion like the Mick-a-dees
[Twista:]
Be no fifty degrees I freeze M.C.'s bust three to the chest
Put teeth to the test, I kill on ship like B to the X
[Dres:]
Yo, swingin' like nunchucks, I'm rippin' up stupid fucks in a tux
I back, flip spin and kick a style that's deluxe
[Twista:]
So what's up, I react on niggas like Jason on blow
Blood's wasting on clothes from shanking with flows and splittin' through foes
[Dres:]
See, niggas got a suicidal tendency
Talkin' all that battle shit and we like splendid, B
But, keep that flavor, 'cause I got than that I gave ya
Me and my neighbor at your funeral with party favors
[Twista:]
Huh, the Twista splits heads like a divorce wit' no remorse
Wild as claustrophobics in closets when I bring the Porsche
With galactic tactics I max it, unless a convict when I honk it
M.C.'s from separate cities on some bomb shit, word

[Twista, Dres:]
Fuck a pistol, I'm killin' punks wit' shit that I write
It's like a fight when I react with a mic
Dres and Twista watchin' sucker motherfuckers take flight
It's like a fight when I react with a mic
Like a missile we got you seekin' style that takes flight
It's like a fight when I react with a mic
Catch the gist of the niggas down to set it tonight
It's like a fight when I react with a mic

[Twista and Dres talking:]
Yeah, no doubt representin' out of New York I represent like a delegate
Speedknot Mobstaz, Campaign Click you know what I'm sayin'
Straight from the Chi
Queens what's goin' on, Brooklyn, Bronx, Staten Island
And peace out to K-town, peace out to Fish City
Long Island, the brother Mista Lawnge
Yo Lord C that brother got it goin' strong
Terrorizin' from terror town makin' sucker M.C.'s stay down
My brother Steve O, J.R. yo pop
Peace to all the 'hoods