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Correct Here Comes The Heavster Lyrics
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'Here comes the Heavster' And I know it makes you sick Pete Rock and cl Smooth's 'Mecca and the Soul Brother' lp Yeah, here we go, what? Funk, funk flow, funk, funk flow, here we go Yeah, here we go, what? Funk, funk flow, funk, funk flow, here we go This one goes out to all those heads Knowhati'msayin'? Bronx, Brooklyn, Queens, Manhattan Money earnin' Mount Vernon, can't forget the uptown Here we go Aiyyo, turn me loose, I don't produce with no buttercup Premier got the butter cuts, here comes that ol' rugged stuff No room for no pitty pat, petty kitty kat rap I jig 'em, renege 'em or give 'em, a dug 'em diggum smack I seen you hangin' on ghetto blocks tryin' to get ghetto props You need to stop, you're just a ghetto flop Here comes niggy nack piggy back, knapsack sacky Saki, classic like a Kawasaki, rough like Rocky Sisters call me Dadi, Puerto Ricans call me Papi You can't stop me 'Cause in these times of tough times I'm coming with rough rhymes Rugged beats, I'm passin' time on satin sheets And where I came from, some come from Tryin' to diss the champion, numba one, Don Gargon Talkin' behind my back, like they alla that, they ain't halfa that Matter of fact, I'm the one who put the town on the map Tick tock tick, things are getting thick Here comes the heavster and I know it makes you sick Yeah, funk, funk flow, funk, funk flow, here we go Yeah, well, alright, c'mon Funk, funk flow, funk, funk flow, here we go Yeah, yes, well, alright, c'mon Funk, funk flow, funk, funk flow, here we go Here comes the bigger bro, I'm on the slow nigga flow I like to do bigger show so I can get bigger dough I hung out in crazy states, sit down and ate crazy steaks In the morning time I wake up with a rhyme and some corn flakes Rap is a stallion's job, hung out with Italian mobs I been around the world with pretty girls and they credit cards Around in the source van, got paid when my horse ran And despite the verdict, I'm still a Mike Tyson fan In the trench I get ruff, on the stretch, I get vexed Eddie F's on the set who's next to get wrecked Mr. Sweeperman, time to do the sweep up Brothers couldn't keep up, spendin' too much time with their feets up Listen to it, this is how I do it When I wreck a set rhymes, float like fluid Lord, have mercy on those who curse me You don't appreciate, neither for, you don't deserve me Tick tock tick, things are getting thick Here comes the heavster and I know it makes you sick Yeah, what? Funk, funk flow, funk, funk flow, here we go Talk about it, alright, yeah Funk, funk flow, funk, funk flow, here we go Yeah, well, alright, c'mon Funk, funk flow, funk, funk flow, here we go So break it down So easy does it on the dl, the heavster So break it down So easy does it on the dl, the heavster So break it down So easy does it on the dl, the heavster So break it down So easy does it on the dl, the heavster So break it down So easy does it on the dl, the heavster So break it down So easy does it on the dl, the heavster So break it down So easy does it on the dl, the heavster So break it down So easy does it on the dl, the heavster Didn't it make you sick when I went pop and I kept my props And I blew up the spot and was large on your block I know it did that's why you formed the committee Of a bunch of itty bitty silly Milli Vanilli, hillbilly niggies Never mind, all the chitter chat 'cause I got a bigger bat Step out of line again to get your jaw tapped Don't try to play me for cream puff Forgot I was big stuff, rough tough and all that stuff? You jabber jaw junkie, rap tour flunkie Quick at the lip but when you see me you flip like a monkey It always amazes me, how some brother's faces be Smilin' but behind your back they talk like an enemy But I got a sharper blade, from here I see better days Sittin' on my porch countin' loot drinkin' lemonade Swingin' with the shy type, girl, who's the fly type? The none gettin' high type that's how you know she's my type Tick tock tick, things are getting thick Here comes the heavster and I know it makes you sick Tick tock tick, things are getting thick Here comes the heavster and I know it makes you sick Tick tock tick, things are getting thick Here comes the heavster and I know it makes you sick Tick tock tick, things are getting thick Here comes the heavster and I know it makes you sick Tick tock tick, things are getting thick Here comes the heavster and I know it makes you sick Tick tock tick, things are getting thick Here comes the heavster and I know it makes you sick ...
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