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Craig Mack

Jockin My Style

  hip-hop  rap  hip hop  90s  east coast rap
444 3 часа назад

Текст песни Craig Mack - Jockin My Style

Craig Mack - Jockin My Style слова песни

Here comes a rhyme in your ear Craig Mack is here so have no fearmy rhymes push the hack to the rearI`m severe rap pioneer with funk I steer now it`s clearRhymes flow to the break of dawnExploring MC`s I get silly on, like Ponce De LeonYet don`t foget my style is a bangerMC`s I deposit in the closet on a hangerMack chop your rhymes like I chop shop chop a AccStartin with the bones in your backWhenever I attack it`s like a blow from a axeSweet like sugar that be on Sugar SmacksFacts is Mr. or Mrs.Can`t another rapper see me when it`s time for gettin bizAnd the moral of the story as you will seeIs that from now on the greatest rapper is meChorus:MC`s you`re jockin my style, you`re jockin my style boyYou`re jocking my style, MC`s stop jockin my styleYou know you can`t touch the flavMC`s you`re jockin my style, you`re jockin my style boyYou`re jocking my style, MC`s stop jockin my styleCraig Mack has the phat funk flavNow I`m sayin, rock funk to the HimalayanNo more delaying, MC`s you decaying, I`m stayingCause now I`m out my cageAnd what I do for rap is gonna make front pageRemember back in the days I was just a tykeI do a rhyme while I do a wheelie riding bikeBut now I`m the man with the mic in my handStarving MC`s like them kids from SiamBreaker breaker, it`s the funk rhyme shakerSuper duper superb slamming like a LakerSwimmin on MC`s like moray eels with mass appealYour rhymes are jokes like Dangerfield`sBoy, I`ll tell ya, ain`t no liver on this continentI`m dope and you the opposite, the man when I be dropping shitRaw, I give MC`s a headacheHit your ass so hard and kill your man by mistakeYouse a fake ladies and real niggaz knowNon-stop rockin til it`s time to go so bust the flowI`m a be a round for a whileMC`s stop jockin my styleChorusNow everybody put your hands in the airWave them shits like you just don`t care, aiyyoYou could have a dollar or be a millonaireSometimes I think that Mack should be mayorNow me, myself and I, we three bad motherfuckersHere to eliminate suckersI came to rock a party are you readyGet your Aunt Millie`s out I eat MC`s like spaghettiRap machete, I`ll cut your ass like a swordInto buying rhymes these rhymes you can`t affordI shine like jewelry, ain`t nobody schoolin meI battle anybody just point to who the fool beCause you and me, we ain`t the same type of breedI grab the mic and give the crowd what they need, and proceedTo rock the mic since a childGet off my tip and stop jocking my styleChorus

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