It's aight though, Mr. Lawng from Black Sheep
Guess we the white crows
Tell your bitch Ras Kass'll pull somethin fat out her ass
Put it in her lips like lipo
Yeah, yo, let's get it, c'mon
Hip-hop never died, she got buried alive
So I gave her CPR, she just barely survived
The record exec told me I'm too smart for my own good
Code for uppity nigga, I struck with a long hood
The black white supremacist, like you got on the wrong hood
Norteño in Venice like you are in the wrong 'hood homes
I'm stronger than force, lord of the Porsche
Swervin the horsepower in the nerve of the source
To leave me out the top of DMCs, I burn it of course
At every news stand, fuck rap, I want a divorce
Take that back, I want half so I'll go on a purse
Born Catholic, probably convert before I go in the dirt
Latter Day Saints can dig me up and mormon the corpse
Fuck it I'mma be dead, Romney buy me a church now
Find as you search who really murdered the verse first
The murder really happened, I just flow the reverse
Call it a curse to be so lyrical, my umbilical
Was bonin the nurse, was grown in the first second
I took a breath, took a step, look at the way I rep the West
Fuck respect, cut a motherfuckin check
It's aight though, Mr. Lawng from Black Sheep
We the white crows, tell your bitch Ras Kass
Will pull somethin fat out her ass
And put it in her lips like lipo
Sometimes I be on my shit
Sometimes I be on my shit
Sometimes I be on my shit
And that's why haters should get off my dick
Sometimes I be on my shit
Sometimes I be on my shit
I'm on one and I won't quit
And that's why females be on my dick
Uh, they askin why you still rhymin Mo? Shit cause I can so
Now you gooses cooked, what you worryin for? You the man though
Y'all niggas kill me tryin to age my stage
When I'm in a bracket by myself, y'all niggas surf my waves
Try to shut me out of shit you ain't inherit yo, that's comedy son
Spit the roach in every coast with certifiable lungs
Insane flows, my name Mo, add a N-I-E
I'm epitome MC double E
Can't talk shop surrounded by smoke and mirrors
The biggest fear is the contradiction of the appearance
Yo, I love to listen to these moist-in-the-ass dudes
Pitchin chicks against each other, puttin out fast food
Sensitive asses never surpass us
Send your every word a tribute to what light in the ass is
They got the nerve to call it practice
And I'm supposed to deride you niggas kickin the portal wackness?
You optimistic, man my sounds are blackness
Rectify the illest up in here with lyrical tactics
Plastic rappers, cellophane, you know my name
Quotables from verses of all the biggest up in the game
Yeah, it's pretty ain't it? Yeah I said it, it's infinite
You still crushin on me since the middle with no gimmicks
Nationality is British and West Indian twist
And that's why y'all dudes be on my tits
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