Ain't it funny that the way you feel, shows on your face And no matter, how you try to hide it'll state your case Now a frown will bring your sprits down
Max Rebo Offa my cerebral, God complex but no cathedral I hammer heads like Momanaydon, underground like Raydon Throw my tape on, I burn your wax down
On A Slab ,Thirties On A Hummer With The Butterfly Doors,Lucky Charm Teeth Lack On Dem D's,Chevys Sittin High Iced Out Everthang,Stacks On Deck No Bank
sometimes Yo cry your poker face, you oughta try it one time When God is an non pos', you stand to download Demanded like slaves on trial - we want free
on) Your love, your love, your love, your love, all I want is you baby, all I want is you baby Your love, your love, your love, your love All I really
m Sweet LD We're 3.5.7. totally [MC Hammer] Kickin on the ave 'bout a quarter to 9 All the homies gettin blind in an eight ball line Now on this tip
you try it like a... I'll... your ass too Stankin [repeats] Make a pussy... can you handle this You take a bitch to... Mc Hammer ... yeah they blow...
how real is this Uh-huh huh, Inspect this here, check [Verse One:] I'm from where the hammer's rung, New's cameras never come You and your man houndin' every verse in your
than MC Hammer beats I be damned if he get a chance to sleep I clamp the magazine in my gun and cut his family tree I flash the piece at your lil' woman
Caravan I clap up your hood like the hammer man Bring your gat, better bust it if you get that close Scared to clap better strap your folks (strap...your
dance, hold a hammer to yours Jig and Big rock ice, no cracks or flaws Erybody got a part to play, back to yours Run up in your crib now, crack your doors
drive, half a million nothing less Raised the bar, I set the standards My yayo Mc Hammer, that bitch just keep on dancing Michael Jackson, let it moonwalk Set it on
down in the cut where I'm seated Snatch you from your cloud of cannabis you ignoramuses You laid on your lap, when I attack your glamorous lifestyle, I banged your
the Becon, now your dumb ass is leakin' C.L. and Run DMC so rush it big time way before Hammer got to touch it remember the faces in all types of places
up your girl's skirt Keep it Steve Martin style, bustin loose like jerk I get Up like -town, gimme don't say no more Got them scars on my face cause my
like a hammer, my head is like a nickel-plated bammer, spit forty-five caliber grammar At the speed of wind makes you bleed within Crack your skull, without penetratin your
MC, you know it ain't right Bet you bite all your life, cheat on your wife Run in a gun fight with nuthin but a knife Bangin with your boy, slingin with
