[00:00:04] I'll Roll You Up_Sir Mix-A-Lot
[00:00:19] Tightly knit my script is legit
[00:00:21] I'm force feedin competition more rebel shit
[00:00:23] Rhymes on a roll cold yet bold
[00:00:25] I did "Posse on Broadway" in cruise control
[00:00:27] Runnin like a wart rap's my sport
[00:00:29] Of course loss and then you pick the part
[00:00:32] But don't cry and say you wasn't warned
[00:00:34] Cause my voice keeps comin like a STORM
[00:00:36] Bass should it be let go heck no
[00:00:38] Want to be hard cause you failed to be techno
[00:00:40] Rugged ripped and rough hittin like "Thriller" (boom)
[00:00:42] My bass drum is a killer
[00:00:44] Packed like a musket tough to test it
[00:00:46] Your arrested (Yo was he in a trial ) you guessed it
[00:00:49] His eyes are big his crew ran away in the crunch
[00:00:51] Then I hit 'em with the "Batman" punch
[00:00:53] Laugh if you want but don't approach
[00:00:55] Cause most that approach get ate up like toast
[00:00:57] But some do come you wanna scrap or what
[00:00:59] If not stay back cause I'll Roll You Up
[00:01:03] (That's right Mix roll that sucker)
[00:01:04] (Kick it over here)
[00:01:06] I'll Roll You Up
[00:01:08] (Roll 'em up Roll 'em up Mix)
[00:01:10] (Kick kick kick it over here)
[00:01:14] (Kick kick kick it over here)
[00:01:16] (kick it over here Mix)
[00:01:17] [Sir Mix-A-Lot
[00:01:17] I'm scannin the court holdin the fort
[00:01:20] Runnin your mind through a maze of pure lyrical tort
[00:01:22] More real estate keep my posse runnin to the bank
[00:01:24] It's hardcore breakin up armored tanks
[00:01:26] Not dressed to impress but dressed for pain
[00:01:28] No cute sweatsuits just sweat and chains
[00:01:31] Step off strapped I let off caps
[00:01:32] Ha Hitchcock couldn't write more wicked raps
[00:01:35] Rip the Godfather then you start that braggin
[00:01:37] I never jumped on a James Brown bandwagon
[00:01:39] A malla ralla makin MC's holler
[00:01:41] My rope's so big your girl's callin me a baller
[00:01:44] Bad is played so I choose to use mean
[00:01:45] Diabolical mind the remorse is unseen
[00:01:48] Quick to cut on any concert quack
[00:01:50] Lip-synchin rhymes off a raggedy tracks
[00:01:52] He claims to hate me swears I can't beat 'em
[00:01:54] I drop a new jam the punks come like I beep 'em
[00:01:56] Tried to jack stepped up and got popped
[00:01:58] Cause I'm takin out scum like "Robocop"
[00:02:00] Twistin off rhymes in a lyrical knot
[00:02:02] The temporary interuptin in your chain of thought
[00:02:04] It's me so give it up cause the gat is in your gut
[00:02:07] Don't make a move or I'll Roll You Up sucker
[00:02:09] "Mix-A-Lot" [x4
[00:02:25] I'll Roll You Up
[00:02:27] Yeah how many players we got in the house
[00:02:30] [yelling in background
[00:02:32] How many Playboys we got in the house
[00:02:35] [Sir Mix-A-Lot
[00:02:36] All you players from coast to coast
[00:02:38] You know I rock the most
[00:02:39] My bank is thick but it's legal so I boast
[00:02:41] Comin at a brother like a in sync cheap
[00:02:43] I'm still down to [banging noise
[00:02:45] Roll him up cause he's soft kinda limp
[00:02:47] I'm your worst nightmare a sucker MC's pimp
[00:02:49] Workin 'em hard with my hip hop force
[00:02:51] My words so cold they known to freeze up warts
[00:02:52] The scope is focused notice no hocus pocus
[00:02:54] Your girl's a square but she'll tell ya I'm bogus
[00:02:56] Saw you on the street your middle finger was flippin
[00:02:57] And your the victim of a drive-by lyrical whippin
[00:02:58] Read my song lyrics are strong
[00:03:01] The critics were wrong I kind to suckers like pong
[00:03:03] Agression the lesson pain is the ultimatum
[00:03:05] Reachin and grabbin hittin like Jack Tatum
[00:03:07] They are crushed turnin suckers to slush
[00:03:09] Heavyweight beef for you punks that fuss
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