[U-God] It's your time, baby, when it comes, it comes I come down crashin' like a hundred tons Run sound through you, if you want it grunge Soak up the lyric like a human sponge Slow down baby, don't jump the gun Song sound crazy when he pump the drums One's in my pocket, gators half ostrich Style created by the 36 monsters Sponsors in the building, franchise the concert Snatch mob besmirched, watch the don work Go berserk, tear off your shirt, the scenery It's V.I.P., you can't lean like me
[Chorus 2X: U-God] Song sound crazy when you pump the drums Slow down baby, don't jump the gun Straight from the slums to the V.I.P It's the gangsta scene, you can't lean like me
[U-God] Guess who's back just to blow your mind Zero to nine, nigga, press rewind In the ball room grind, on her fat behind Throw it back when you wine cuz the meat is prime I'm, too hot to handle, too cold to hold Fresh off parole with a monster stroke Soul control the dance floor, what more can you ask for? Rush the back door, amped off the raw The champ in valor, hammers galore Off the wall, sweat cognac out the pores Down by law, you won't make it to round four Shake it, don't break it, what more can you ask for?
[Chorus 2X]
[Hook: U-God] Blood style did the scenery Blowin' on that greenery Pushin' heavy machinery It's the gangsta scene, you can't lean like me
[U-God] It's the master of ceremonies, king of rump shakers Back, it's the bold in the golden bracelets Need to roll a facelift, you die if the paint chip Hit the hydraulic, then I raise up the spaceship Drop, off gracious, cuz you're obsolete The tw
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[Chorus 2X: U-God] Song sound crazy when you pump the drums Slow down baby, don't jump the gun Straight from the slums to the V.I.P It's the gangsta scene, you can't lean like me
[U-God] Guess who's back just to blow your mind Zero to nine, nigga, press rewind In the ball room grind, on her fat behind Throw it back when you wine cuz the meat is prime I'm, too hot to handle, too cold to hold Fresh off parole with a monster stroke Soul control the dance floor, what more can you ask for? Rush the back door, amped off the raw The champ in valor, hammers galore Off the wall, sweat cognac out the pores Down by law, you won't make it to round four Shake it, don't break it, what more can you ask for?
[Chorus 2X]
[Hook: U-God] Blood style did the scenery Blowin' on that greenery Pushin' heavy machinery It's the gangsta scene, you can't lean like me
[U-God] It's the master of ceremonies, king of rump shakers Back, it's the bold in the golden bracelets Need to roll a facelift, you die if the paint chip Hit the hydraulic, then I raise up the spaceship Drop, off gracious, cuz you're obsolete The tw
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