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Deckaboyz, Dallas Finest....
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,757
Peak in subgenre #45
Author
JonTha Joker
Uploaded
January 24, 2004
Track Files
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MP3 2.2 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
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Lyrics
AINT GOTTA SAY WHATS UP FOLKS, FOR THOSE WHO CUT THROAT
MY LYRICS WILL HAVE YOU SHAKIN LIKE CRACK GOING UP NOSE
BUT FLOWS I SUPPOSE, COULD DAMAGE UP THIS HOES
AND HAVE HIS ASS IN RAGS AND BEGGIN FOR NEW CLOTHES
AND THIS IS FOR THIS HATAS, WHO BROKE THEN BALL LATER
WITH WORDS THAT PRESS HIM AND GET STUCK LIKE WALL PAPER
JAM MASTER LIKE REV RUN, WHILE SIPPIN SOME RED RUM
LIKE JACK NICK MY DIAMONDS "SHINNING", KIDS SCREAMIN "REDRUM!"
SO RUN UP TO ME BRO, IF YOU INCREDI-BLE LIKE A HERO
ME AND YOU ARE BI-NARY, IM ONE AND YOUR ZERO
MY FLOWS ARE NEATO, WHILE YOU IS FINITO
AND CUT OFF YOUR "POOR TOE", LIKE CASTRO DID "RICO"
MY LYRICS YOU GOTTA FEEL 'EM, CAUSE I FEEL LIKE MAKIN MILLIONS
AND MY SHOWS THEY STAY "HYPE", LIKE MY LAST NAME WAS WILLIAMS
THE MIC IM ROCKIN IT, THE CHARTS IM TOPPIN LIST
UA COME WITH A POOPER SCOOPER, TO STOP ME FROM DROPPIN SHIT
YOU WANNA PLEX WITH ME RHYMING, BETTER LUCK CAUSE YOUR STUCK TRYIN
THE ONLY "MADD" YOU COULD EVER GET IS MOTHER'S AGAINST DRUNK DRIVING
GET UP PUNK AND STOP CRYING, YOUR TEARS DO NOT MATTER
IM THE MAD HATTER WITH A KNIFE STABBER, TO CUT OUT YOUR GALL BLADDER
AND YOUR GIRL WE RUN THROUGH, AND THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO
CAUSE I'LL CUT OFF YOUR POWER LINE, LIKE LATE BILLS TO TXU
AND DONT THINK THAT WE BOYS, WHEN SPITTIN THAT WEAK NOISE
AND NO ONE'S TRYNA TO HEAR YOU, LIKE A WOMAN WITH A DEEP VOICE
U GETTING A BAD VIBE, RIGHT, LOSING YOUR LAST LIFE
AND MY FIST WILL MOVE "FAST", LIKE THE MOUTH ON A MAD WIFE
I'LL MAKE YOU STAND AND CLAP TWICE, BUT YOU, YOU WONT CLAP
CAUSE YOUR CD GETS NO SUPPORT, LIKE A CHAIR WITH NO BACK
OR HAIR THAT'S NOT BLACK, BUT BLONDE WITH DANDRIFF
I GOT BREAD LIKE A SANDWICH, FREESTYLIN IN SPANISH
'YO TENGO ES SO DINERO', MY MONEY MUST COME PRIMERO
WHEN CREEPIN UP THROUGH THE GHETTO, LIKE ROBOTS IM HOLDING METAL
YA YELLOW, SHE WONT SETTLE, HER KETTLE UP ON YOUR PEDAL
UNLESS YOU DROPPIN BREAD LIKE YOU WERE HANZEL AND GRETEL
MY RYTHEM IS HARD HITTING, MY WORDS AREN'T UP FOR BIDDING
WITH RHYMES STRAIGHT OFF THE TOP, LIKE A HOUSE WITH NO CEILING
OR MOUTH WITH NO FEELINGS, OUR THE SOUTH WITH NO KILLINGS
AND IM BOUT TO START "DE TOUR" LIKE COMING TO ROAD ENDINGS
AND IM NOT TRYNA, FEIST YOUR CHIC TO A DINNER
UNLESS SHE COULD 'BANGKOK' LIKE I WAS FROM CHINA
WAIT,HERE'S A REMINDER, DONT FORGET TO REMIND HER
I GOT HER ON CAM-E-RA. GO AHEAD AND REWIND HER
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