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Humph, Come on

[Verse 1]
It’s…the nigga that get hard than starch in yo fuckin creases
rip it to pieces
slicin’ and dicin’ and icin’ em’ right
with the mic I use
that’s as clean as a wild teacher
eyes stay tight when they fade
to watch swarm bleedin’
from out the freeza’
can’t you see em’?
Jesus!
Big tittie Tina boppas out chea catchin’ Mystikal Fever
Ol’ you’ll be sayin’ you ain’t takin’ no shit this time
Nigga me neither!
You could leave nigga fuck we don’t need ya
Rappa, Killa , loaded, beat,
swivel, shark, butchers meat
[Knife sound]
a lot of you niggas believe in walkin’ a thin line
but when I get through wit cha’ all I be hearin’ is awwah!!
Of all maps and adages knocking off hats
Y’all know
act a ass
But don’t call me that
Fix yo fuckin’ shirt
tie yo fuckin’ shoe strangs
jive and mystikal comin’ up in the bull dagger

[chorus]
big tittie bitches catchin’ mystikal fever
aaw oh, aaw oh
these niggas know, these niggas know when it’s mystikal season

big tittie bitches catchin’ big tittie bitches catchin’ mystikal fever
aaw oh, aaw oh
these niggas know, these niggas know when it’s mystikal’s fever

[Verse 2]
keep my muthafuckin’ fist balled up
case a mutherfucka tryin’ to start somethin’
takin’ ginseng got yo lil’dick hard makin’ it harder
think you gon’ jump in the ring and go pound for pound with the knockout king?
No shit like that gon’ happen cause them
niggas down here ain’t gon fuck wit what I bring
you heard the the muthafuckin’ door open
you heard that arrrr (door open sound) you know that’s me
if it was a wrestlin’ match you’ll be on your back like 1…2…3
come off the top ropes leave you knocked out wit yo mouth open
and they gon’ have to take yo ass home and leave you in a hot tub and soak
bar banga’ and if you don’t want swang
wit a mic I tell you nigga
I’m wild ass a gorilla on chain
Time to flow wit a natural-born go getter
This for my hustlas to ballas, gangstas and cap pilla’s
hustlas to ballas
gangstas and cap pilla’s
hustlas and gangstas
gangstas and cap pilla’s
hustlas to ballas
gangstas and cap pilla’s

[chorus]
big tittie bitches catchin’ mystikal fever
aaw oh, aaw oh
these niggas know, these niggas know when it’s mystikal season

big tittie bitches catchin’ big tittie bitches catchin’ mystikal fever
aaw oh, aaw oh
these niggas know, these niggas know when it’s mystikal fever

[Verse 3]
I’ll go pound for pound wit the knuckle cuffin’ muthafucka
Rush em’ and touch em’
Then stand ova’ his ass and screamin’ “I told you not to start nuthin”
I’ma damage ya
You ain’t got the stamina
Half the talent to match , to dance wit the Tarantula
When I’ma chargin’ at cha
niggas be tryin’ to copy cat
wanna jump on the mic and do what I do but can’t keep up
ain’t no thankin’
that shit gon’ change
cause when I drop off mystikal sound a likes
gon’ have to get the fuck off
crackin’ they glasses
smashin’ they records
smash and catchin’ they ass all day and tackle they ass
tell em all settle shop down close fo’ sho
put it down like 1990 M.C. Hammer
I hope….

[chorus]
big tittie bitches catchin’ mystikal fever
aaw oh, aaw oh
these niggas know, these niggas know when it’s mystikal season

big tittie bitches catchin’ big tittie bitches catchin’ mystikal fever
aaw oh, aaw oh
these niggas know, these niggas know when it’s mystikal’s fever

big tittie bitches catchin’ mystikal fever
aaw oh, aaw oh
these niggas know, these niggas know when it’s mystikal season

big tittie bitches catchin’ big tittie bitches catchin’ mystikal fever
aaw oh, aaw oh
these niggas know, these niggas know when it’s mystikal’s fever

The other day I came across
Someone I knew and he was lost
I don t care what we have done
You never will believe it
It s a life that s made for me
Where I can be completely free
So long as...

This time it s all here
You felt so long ago
And what can you do about it?
Stop your crying
And what will he aks you?
Now that it s over with
But behind that face there s only hope, in you
In you

Do you have to feel this way?
Cause you never stay the same
Do you...

Yeh, yeh, yeh
Boogie down, boogie down
You gotta get serious - what, what c mon

Perplexin as I wreck the decks
So checks the flex my poetical sex
I bring the funk to your necks check it

Second time around, better than the first
I quench...

Turn around
And look at what you see
In her face the mirror of your dreams
Make believe I m everywhere
Hidden in the lines
Written on the pages
Is the answer to a Neverending Story ....

Reach the stars
Fly a fantasy
Dream a dream
And what...

This is the rhythm of the night
the night
oh yeah
the rhythm of the night

This is the rhythm of my life
my life
oh yeah
the rhythm of my life

You could put some joy upon my face
oh sunshine in an empty place
take me to turn to and babe I ll make you stay

Oh I can...