I'm in motion
[Verse 1]
Peep game, I'll start it like this
I'm nothin' fuckin' nice with the mic in my fist
Never slackin' when I'm mackin', get straight to the point
And always got my damn lighter to the mothafuckin' joint
Mac Dre, dope as you ever knew
Taxin' muthafuckas like Internal Revenue
Knockin' 'em out the box like it ain't no thang
Suckas can't hang with the way I swang
Rhymes flow smooth like milk from a cup
Straight cussin' when I'm bustin' don't be givin a fuck
'Cause there's no room for weak and soft ones
Square muthafuckas end up lost ones
I'm the type of brotha that you don't wanna see
Mobbin on the S-T-A-G-E
Doper than a joint of that D-A-N-K
Got more soul then Kunta Kinte
Young playa, down for the mail
Even bustin' tapes when they put me in jail
Straight, from the C E double L
Nevertheless, funky fresh, boy I'm never stale
Pumpin' your brain up with game gettin' groovy'en
Doper then a key of that pure Peruvian
Uncut, dope as x-rated
Some hate it 'cause they can't relate
But I'm takin' out every time
'Cause sucka, slayin is a full time job
Not one to brag, but to tell you the truth mayne
I'm funkier than a locker room after a hoop game
To put it to you straight, I'm one nice dream
I'll make your brain, melt like ice cream
Given it to you just the way you like to be gave to
You never hear Dre do or say what they do
'Cause I'm no biter, I'll just write a
Rap that caps on a young sucka that might a
Step outta line, dissin' a ryhme
Becomin' Mac Dre is like committin' a crime
I'll best the rest, but test the best
But nevertheless the funky fresh, rizaps
Makin' lots of snizaps
Suckas try to hang, I'll make a tape fizat
But some take NoDoz, try to throw those
Slightly dope raps but I just show those
Suckas sudden death, I never slowly kill
Knockin' 'em off the box like Evander Holyfield
I can't be touched when I'm on the microphone
I'll make sucka MC's leave the mic alone
One by one, they all bow down
And get riggidy romped out to this Mac Dre sound
Sometimes I cuss but whenever I bust
I keep the fans geeked and they can't get enough
Like a dope fiend hooked on the glass pipe
Or an alchoholic hooked on the ack-right
My raps make love to your ear hole
It's the diggity dope shit you love to hear, ho
[Verse 1]
Peep game, I'll start it like this
I'm nothin' fuckin' nice with the mic in my fist
Never slackin' when I'm mackin', get straight to the point
And always got my damn lighter to the mothafuckin' joint
Mac Dre, dope as you ever knew
Taxin' muthafuckas like Internal Revenue
Knockin' 'em out the box like it ain't no thang
Suckas can't hang with the way I swang
Rhymes flow smooth like milk from a cup
Straight cussin' when I'm bustin' don't be givin a fuck
'Cause there's no room for weak and soft ones
Square muthafuckas end up lost ones
I'm the type of brotha that you don't wanna see
Mobbin on the S-T-A-G-E
Doper than a joint of that D-A-N-K
Got more soul then Kunta Kinte
Young playa, down for the mail
Even bustin' tapes when they put me in jail
Straight, from the C E double L
Nevertheless, funky fresh, boy I'm never stale
Pumpin' your brain up with game gettin' groovy'en
Doper then a key of that pure Peruvian
Uncut, dope as x-rated
Some hate it 'cause they can't relate
But I'm takin' out every time
'Cause sucka, slayin is a full time job
Not one to brag, but to tell you the truth mayne
I'm funkier than a locker room after a hoop game
To put it to you straight, I'm one nice dream
I'll make your brain, melt like ice cream
Given it to you just the way you like to be gave to
You never hear Dre do or say what they do
'Cause I'm no biter, I'll just write a
Rap that caps on a young sucka that might a
Step outta line, dissin' a ryhme
Becomin' Mac Dre is like committin' a crime
I'll best the rest, but test the best
But nevertheless the funky fresh, rizaps
Makin' lots of snizaps
Suckas try to hang, I'll make a tape fizat
But some take NoDoz, try to throw those
Slightly dope raps but I just show those
Suckas sudden death, I never slowly kill
Knockin' 'em off the box like Evander Holyfield
I can't be touched when I'm on the microphone
I'll make sucka MC's leave the mic alone
One by one, they all bow down
And get riggidy romped out to this Mac Dre sound
Sometimes I cuss but whenever I bust
I keep the fans geeked and they can't get enough
Like a dope fiend hooked on the glass pipe
Or an alchoholic hooked on the ack-right
My raps make love to your ear hole
It's the diggity dope shit you love to hear, ho
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