Song Lyrics
You will finally get respect, try na figure out where i mma go
Knock the little trick out with a left and a right, kick it like soccer, i mma kick it with khan
You will finally get respect, on the night of the last rap that i write, i never guessed
and no where round where the police come
Jamaica s gon get bob marley s back, my heart stay hollow, i mma kick it with khan
muhammad ali will be pronounced as god
check it out
On the night of the last rap that i write, some cats gon die in they barber s chair Rap, hot little ho s y all keep em cold
And check this out, and no where round where the police come
That s my motto, of a desperado, she ll be the special love of my life
Point two double glocks in the air, but check this out muthafucka
Jamaica s gon get bob marley s back, try na figure out where i mma go
Muhammad ali will be pronounced as god, on the night of the last rap that i write
To a gang of g s, and check this out
Like a bullet in your gun, on the night of the last rap that i write, hot little ho s y all keep em cold
on the night of the last rap that i write
Africa s gon be run by blacks, stevie wonder even gon regain his sight
I mma kick it with khan, you will finally get respect Rap, i never guessed
On the night of my last rap, and no where round will there be crack
some cats gon die in they barber s chair
Jamaica s gon get bob marley s back, check it out, she ll be the special love of my life
all non-smokers gon blaze the weed
Muhammad ali will be pronounced as god, on the night of the last rap that i write Ever, stevie wonder even gon regain his sight
jamaica s gon get bob marley s back
stevie wonder even gon regain his sight
to a gang of g s
And no where round where the police come, stevie wonder even gon regain his sight
Muhammad ali will be pronounced as god, mike tyson gon have his greatest fight
to a gang of g s
Some cats gon die in they barber s chair, to a gang of g s, jamaica s gon get bob marley s back
Won t be one killin in the projects, muslim s will all cry from malcom-x
point two double glocks in the air
I mma kick it with khan, and no where round will there be crack
Check it out, on the night of the last rap that i write
To a gang of g s, mc s all over will bless the mic, mc s all over will bless the mic
butterflies will turn back to centipedes
Stevie wonder even gon regain his sight, jamaica s gon get bob marley s back
And no where round where the police come, i ll be married with a wife
Africa s gon be run by blacks, on the night of the last rap that i write Write, muslim s will all cry from malcom-x
from pennies
The devil and god gon have a fight, on the night of my last rap, all non-smokers gon blaze the weed
And no where round where the police come, but check this out muthafucka, and all my homies go from oz s to ki s
Somethin to like but not to follow, on the night of the last rap that i write, all dope deals will even go smooth
try na figure out where i mma go
Mike tyson gon have his greatest fight, kick it like soccer, i ll be married with a wife
Try na figure out where i mma go, check it out
But check this out muthafucka, stevie wonder even gon regain his sight
Somethin to like but not to follow, that s my motto
and no where round where the police come
that s my motto
It ll be cool, the devil and god gon have a fight Ever, and all my homies go from oz s to ki s
