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Correct Great Elephant Lyrics
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[Intro: mc Ren] [Mc-Ren's footsteps shaking the ground like an Elephant] [Elephant roars] [Verse 1: mc Ren] I'm the original, one that niggaz be bitin' But fools wanna meet it, exactly what they did it I been wreckin' shit 'fore thousand B. C. Back in the days, nigga on your T. V. Back when my nigga King-T was the coolest When fifteen eighty still had that mack attack It was just head fool bustin' on the west I was just like the pinky, now the shit is stinky The Great Elephant is what they call me around the way Cause I be stoppin' mothafuckers all day Uhh, king of the jungle, listen to my roar I be wreckin' shit, keepin' hoochies on the floor They be gettin' hot, but I don't give a damn I be caressin' the Mic when I hit jams Makin' in morning chrome till I'm throu Cause I'm gonna make it real funky for you Uhh, the walking black gaint, with the Desert Eagle But how many niggaz can I fit in my Regal Niggaz can't get me in my place to live Because of all the funky-ass-shit that I give I got hypocrite-niggaz-Balls hangin' in the back No more think I'm hick, go and make it kinda quick Cause I'm on a mission and they know I'm comin' Every time they hear I'm comin' was all fools they start runnin' Fifty thousand troops lookin' like the middle East The shit I have to do, just to get a little peace Cause busters, they wanna be chillin' With that nigga that be callin' the villain Can't be hate them, as I direct my boogie ain't water down My boogie be thumpin' and hittin' fools way across town Planners ridicuble, niggaz stay cool Comin' up with fat shit sittin' on Fro-stool As I think into my self by I never talk back As I walk to the shack "to the shack" Everyday that I'm livin' niggaz be trippin' Cause all the funky shit that I be givin' It's like yeah I'm still here, still at the game I'm makin' that funky shit cause ain't nothin' change Niggaz they wanna know what's up, I'm still chillin' Yeah I'm still the Villain, yeah I'm maybe killin' I carry my big stick, walk down the block Roll through Compton with my nigga Rocc Mc-Ren The Mad Scientist bustin' tight-ass-Raps "why" Cause the nigga gotta make snaps There's too many clowns up on the jew paps Too many itty-bitties occupyin' the Rap City So I'ma call Don Corleone with bad news And make nigga enough of that they can't refuse So hold your breath whenever I'll bust a verse And hold on tight cause it get much worse I set boogie traps where ever that I kick it But you can't come and kick it cause niggaz might stick it Ain't no warning down niggaz on these streets And ain't no warning down rhymes with these beats A Mad Scientist straight outta C. P. T That don't give a fuck if he can't M. C... [Outro: mc-Ren Talking] Yeah, yeah [Elephant roars]
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