devinely! [Chorus:] Can't mess with the gods, Baby To all you pretty MC's Can't get with these (twice) The fact is you can't sack these black quaterbacks
hit, like the stuckiest weed where we? have you stuck in your seat, you bare breathe is it you suckas can't read? or don't understand what beware means
way to stop the beasts And only we can change, it's up to us to clean up the streets It ain't the same Too many murders, too many funerals and too
pimp Mase, you know ain't nuttin change but my limp Can't stop till I see my name on a blimp Guarantee a million sales pullin all the love You don't believe
You don't know the Dude? Quincy's his first name He told me: "Ice, keep doin what you're doin, man Don't give a damn if the squares don't understand You
love with you What am I gonna say if ever you go away One in a million oh so rare a nightengale in Berkeley Square and baby I ain't goin' nowhere without
rap games a mess, let me clean it up It's a pigsty they going ham give it up Flying down the highway a million on the dashboard You can't start my car
Can't stop me nigga, my mind too militant God blessed me with a chin And a heavy right-left combination that'll cave your face in So don't make me hurt
pimp Mase, you know ain't nuttin' change but my limp Can't stop till I see my name on a blimp Guarantee a million sales pullin' all the love You don't
Talk show, book deal, round mouth, square meal We're so busy covering our asses We just can't commit We say, "Oh back off, don't bother me baby" Can't
s messed up, y'all split and you nearly made a week AHH! Well-well you can meet Mrs. Badder Bitch She the reason why you gone on some magic shit One difference
be true, but she don't need another nucka" Ain't no choosin', jump off slick, this one here's my snucka" He said, "Whatchu mean by snucka?" "It ain't
Mase, you know ain't nuttin change but my limp Can't stop till I see my name on a blimp Guarantee a million sales pullin all the love You don't believe
You don't know the Dude? Quincy's his first name He told me, Ice, keep doin' what you're doin', man Don't give a damn if the squares don't understand
you're caught up in this mess I can use a little help unloadin' these bales I can keep ya pretty busy with a hammer and a nail Ain't a glamorous life
I'll be uptown in your Adidas Don't mess with teachers, we pray for peepers We no cheaters is rare, but we wax that fair and square Don't even stare
