Mystikal Lyrics
Mystikal Lyrics
"Keep it Hype Lyrics"
You Ain't No Gangsta Lyrics
[50 Cent] Look If you ain't worth a mil, you ain't far from broke Got anought heart to sell weed but you scared of dope I wouldn't snitch on my peoples if the feds bribed me Yo ass would hit more notes than Ron Isley I wouldn't rhyme about Rolleys if I had no watch Wouldnt write about crack if I ain't had no spot You talk six coupe shit you
[50 Cent] Look If you ain't worth a mil, you ain't far from broke Got anought heart to sell weed but you scared of dope I wouldn't snitch on my peoples if the feds bribed me Yo ass would hit more notes than Ron Isley I wouldn't rhyme about Rolleys if I had no watch Wouldnt write about crack if I ain't had no spot You talk six coupe shit you
Testin testin testin
You can hear me, what what what?
MIC, check one, check, check check
You can hear me? YO!
I'm loud enough? Yo!
Mic mic, micraphone, check, check
Yo, can you hear me?
Yo!
Chorus: repeat 2X (w/ variations throughout)
YIKES!!! You know what I like? (What?)
I keep it hype, the words that I write (Oh)
I rock the whole crowd, I don't need a mic (Huh?)
I say my rhyme LOUD, with all of my might
Verse One:
People say that nigga CRAZY, I'm throwin off
I raise my voice up then, GO OFF!!
The king of different, titan of screamin chantin louder than
a hundred people clappin (GO) keep them fuckin speakers crackin
Rockin it, about to R
BREAKAWAY Lyrics
There's something missing here and you know it So why deny what you've been going through You felt it coming though you tried not to show it Facing a price you can no longer pay It's time for a change in the plans you had made CHORUS Breakaway, oh, breakaway From all your lying Breakaway, oh, breakaway From all your crying
OLLThere's something missing here and you know it So why deny what you've been going through You felt it coming though you tried not to show it Facing a price you can no longer pay It's time for a change in the plans you had made CHORUS Breakaway, oh, breakaway From all your lying Breakaway, oh, breakaway From all your crying
The sticker on the tag can't make it ragged
Vocals that'll blow horns til your ass in traction
Disgusting like that valve on your bike with the basket
BLING BLING comin through, not excuse me
I'm the nigga that's makin this loud ass music
Chorus
Verse Two:
The doctor slapped my ass, so I've been hollerin since an infant
Gotta make sure they hear me cause I wants my attention!
Disturb the class, so I stayed in detention
Couldn't whisper when I was talkin so they sent me to the office
The principal say, "Young man what seem to be the problem?"
Said, "I try to be quiet but I just can't seem to lower the volume"
"Hmm, what's your name?" -- &
My Turn Lyrics
Every time I turn on MTV, I see the same shit Every time I turn my stereo, I hear the same shit The same stupid people doing the same fucking songs Over and over, it drives me up the wall and these things make me wonder just who runs the puppet show and why do we allow them to make us sink so low When they brainwash the young ones, we have to s
quot;Michael Tyler"Every time I turn on MTV, I see the same shit Every time I turn my stereo, I hear the same shit The same stupid people doing the same fucking songs Over and over, it drives me up the wall and these things make me wonder just who runs the puppet show and why do we allow them to make us sink so low When they brainwash the young ones, we have to s
"Perhaps you'd be interested in joining our school choir?"
Said, "Nah that's for funny boys"
"Either that or a suspension," while you roll, HERE I COME BOY
I wanna holla, but I gotta try: *clears throat*
DOE RAY MI FAH SOH! Ahh no!
That ain't gonna cut it, that ain't gonna get it
Then the teacher said, "Maybe you can try something ath-letic"
But I'm too clumsy so I went to the band
But I made more noise honkin than I did when I was playin!
YIKES!!! That ain't workin so I'm leavin
The very next day I was in ROTC
Had no problems soundin off like I had a pair, THREE FOUR
But I just ain't like them tight ass green pants that I
Eye Games Lyrics
In the discos and the bars They're playing eyes games Venus is watching Mars They're playing eye games Come and try games They're playing eye games Electric attraction In the night air Eyes meet and break away You can't show her you care It's one of love's puzzles The secrets in her eyes Does it mean I'm on the right tra
had to wearIn the discos and the bars They're playing eyes games Venus is watching Mars They're playing eye games Come and try games They're playing eye games Electric attraction In the night air Eyes meet and break away You can't show her you care It's one of love's puzzles The secrets in her eyes Does it mean I'm on the right tra
All this ? made me tired, on top of that
one of my teachers wanna see my ass outside
I went downstairs to the yard
When I got there I seen my teacher with about eight fine broads
I said, "You lookin for me? I'm the one who be talkin loud"
She said, "Damn, nigga we need you on our cheerleadin squad"
HELL NO, never ever Trevor
Either that or a report card filled with the F letter
GO, TEAM, FIGHT, WIN
Nah this shit ain't cool, FUCK THESE TEACHERS AND THIS SCHOOL
Got a loud mouth but I don't know what to use it for
'til they told me that they was gon' put me in the TALENT SHOW
Chorus
* lots of repetitions of YIKES!!! Y-Y-Y-YIKES!!! *