, I sense contagious And I see a face I can't contain this I can't contain this, no Yeah I'm just a kid But I can be tall I can be anything at all I
, I sense contagious And I see a face I can?t contain this I can?t contain this, no Yeah I?m just a kid But I can be tall I can be anything at all I
place, I sense contagious And I see a face I can?t contain this I can?t contain this, no Yeah I?m just a kid But I can be tall I can be anything at all
why I'm poppin shit I don't forgive I don't forget, what you said, where you flip When you get hit, I hope that's it, pop-pop, all on your whip I-I, be
I penetrate, it's been withstandin, faded would it be the greatest MC of all time When I created rhyme for the simple fact When I attack I crush your
nigga, I tell 'em, I run New York, When I'm out in Philly lil' homie, I run New York, When I'm in VA I tell niggaz guess what, I run New York, When I'
roll With a hip hop star Bamboos on, pants down low I'm a rock star Baby let me know if you wanna ride with a Hip hop star I'm a rock star Do
HOP STAR I'M A ROCK STAR DO I BLOW YOU AWAY? DO I STIMULATE YOUR MIND WOULD YOU TASTED MY LOVE IF I KICK IT TIGHT I HAVE NONE TO WASTE WITH YOU I GUESS
bent Nigga like me feenin for them green leaves But I ain't had no dough Gotta make some money so I'm makin my dummy rocks if I go broke Chorus: Intro
I'm Anderson silver so step in here your getting leveled quick Popping stars and I'll be raving until I'm sober I'm not afraid of shit I'm as brave as
in the chamber! Drive-by's, homicide; shit! I gotta roll a dime! Every day I ran away, my life's one Columbine. And I'd like to see heads get [? ] So
When I rock rrr rock your socks off Pull up in a limousine Make all the young people scream The paparazzi think I'm foxy When I pop n lock see I cause
the run, I know Three of his niggas got life, he use to roll with And told 'em I bodied an upcoming basketball star Once I heard that, I fell out the
shit, from ecclesiastic Cashier, holdin out, fine, cut off the plastic See the logo? A monument in hip-hop Carved out, in the giant landscape, of broken rocks
the club i dont lean i dont rock I tell a bitch its goin down like yung joc I take her to my spot, then take her to her spot Then i let her fix her weave
Pot So I Could Spend My Bread [Chorus:] And I'm Getting It... I'm Getting It I Ain't Talkin About It I'm Living It I'm Getting It... Straight Getting
