[Verse One] [Jack The Ripper] You say Mixmaster, USA You say Kowasaki Jack yo, I got to get paid Loungin' with my niggas, under the shade As we sit back and chill, and all parlay We reminisce about the time when we get smoked out Then a riot broke out Brothers started buggin' out But deez never change, they got me caught in this game Locked down, east New York style, who's to blame? Runnin' around A crooked crook from the street Jack The Ripper baby so shit is never sweet Don't sleep Cause my crew roll deep If you step to my man Black, then we got beef
[Blackstarr] Watch me drop the bomb shit, all up in your face It's Black the Starr, Jack The Ripper, don't make no mistakes We keep the stacks risin' Brainsick Enterprising Movin' all these phony, fake niggas to the side We power move makin' Body shakin' Cause when your chick see me on the street, you know she ain't fakin' Lovin' Blacky Starr, oh this freak got a car Ridin' me around, tryin' to sport a nigga y'all Tryin' to get her for the doe I don't think this chick know Playin' along with the game A nigga gotta go
Puff your lye Puff your lye Mixmaster USA
Mixmaster USA Droppin' hits in your face Puff your lye Puff your lye Mixmaster USA Puff your lye And get paid Mixmaster USA Drops hits in your face Mixmaster USA Puff your lye Puff your lye Mixmaster USA
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[Blackstarr] Watch me drop the bomb shit, all up in your face It's Black the Starr, Jack The Ripper, don't make no mistakes We keep the stacks risin' Brainsick Enterprising Movin' all these phony, fake niggas to the side We power move makin' Body shakin' Cause when your chick see me on the street, you know she ain't fakin' Lovin' Blacky Starr, oh this freak got a car Ridin' me around, tryin' to sport a nigga y'all Tryin' to get her for the doe I don't think this chick know Playin' along with the game A nigga gotta go
Puff your lye Puff your lye Mixmaster USA
Mixmaster USA Droppin' hits in your face Puff your lye Puff your lye Mixmaster USA Puff your lye And get paid Mixmaster USA Drops hits in your face Mixmaster USA Puff your lye Puff your lye Mixmaster USA
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