Micky Ward Mix (Clean) lyrics

[Kool G Rap]

You know the Don's armed wit sixteen

And I throw harm for this big cream, the whips and the carriage

Ball like the Knicks and the Mavericks, slip into fabrics

Pull up wit some big sh*t, lieutenant sh*t, hittin' the hazards

Spot a b*tch wit that Cris habit, I gotta have it

f*ck shorty and send her OT wit a brick in her baggage

Roll where the clubs at she liquored up lavish

She only lick di*k status to get cabbage

di*k get lathered to the thick baptist

Who back on the map? Giancana wit a vengeance

It's drama to the finish, put the llama to your appendix (aiight)

And squeezing the slugs, gun powder season your blood
I'm a legend breathing, the reason you thug (n*gga)

This where the buck stops, f*ck props

Buck shots at the top money, what the f*ck you forgot?

Thought I was done and wasn't touchin' the block?

Still real, bustin' the Glock

Put it where you could see it (blao) what up now?

(Chorus) (Scratching)
Sample of Mike Tyson speaking

[Mike Tyson]

Everybody talks and they like I'm losing my head, I'm losing confidence

And that I'm talking loud and vulgar - I'm talking vulgar because I'm angry

At what I've experienced all my years through this and I'm just angry!

Everyone else has the right to be angry too but that's just how I express myself

[Vinnie Paz]
Yo, bust a motherf*ckin' gat to this

Y'all believe lies like y'all was Catholics

I rap in Arabic, so my message is just immaculate

My rap elaborate, drink a forty and blaze a sack to it

My aim is accurate, take your brain and blow out the back of it

I'm surly, miserable cat that slap shorties

Looks kinda resemble that of fat Pauly

I don't even clap, young boy, he claps for me

Chain hang down to my di*k, I'm that gaudy

I don't even f*ck wit you cats, you rap poorly

I don't even buck at you cats, you that corny

Wit a wack army, we barkin' at you

And Vinnie Paz holds a hammer like a carpenter do
You should understand that I ain't really f*ckin' around

And if you don't, you gonna find your body stuffed in the ground

We buckin' em down, 'cause that's how wrong my life is

Y'all don't overstand how f*ckin' strong my wife is

I'm from a time where every song was righteous

Before rap was just a swarm of white kids

And y'all a witness to the dawn of hypeness, or just another victim to the

Pawns and sheisters

I'll feed your corpse to a swarm of vipers

And let em suck the blood till your form is lifeless

What! f*ckin' Vinnie Paz daddy! (Jedi Mind Tricks! Yeah!)

(Chorus) (Scratching)
Sample of Mike Tyson speaking

[Mike Tyson]

I'm a man, I - Listen

I'm not afraid to die, I'm not afraid to waste my life

'cuz when I die I'm going to paradise

And I'm not worried so I'm in a hurry to die

But no one's going to disrespect me and no one's going to write

Nonsense about me with out me retaliating back!