Beanie Sigel - Mac Man Lyrics
This shit is not a *****in gameChorus 2xPac man, yall niggas know my nameItll take a quarter key to survive in my gameThey call me pac man, and aint a damn thing changeEven though I got signed ima still slang thangsVerse 1Ay yo I cop power pellets (and yall call em bricks)I make little dots (and yall chop rocks to flip)Before junior, they had me out on a chaseRunning from these ghost monsters yall calling the jakesAll I do is stack lootRun around and eat fruitAnd harass these lady cops named pinky and sueMy whole life been a maze in a chaseCant keep still without these monsters on my back invadin my spaceI got two hitmen thatll bury u brothersThey rule the underworldU knowem as the mario brothersStraight cannonsAnd wont hesitate to shoot uAnd they stay goin to war wit that latin king koopaI got a worker named froggerWhen I say jump he leapA highway boy who be runin the streetsWit that packageDodgin through traffic thats narrowAnd my nigga donkey kong bringin weed in by the barrelsChorus 2xVerse 2 (missing verse)I take over blocks section by sectionShake under cover cops and make em change directionThey best bet is to relax and chillSonic couldnt catch me Im good at track and fieldI might run up in your spotWhen Im runnin from the copsSling work a dime a dotA hundred a rockI give out cookedYeah but I only get rawAnd I keep a nice stash in case I have a pitfallI got a worker named turtle that be movin my snowHe bring strait doughHe just move it too slowI dont ***** with them crabs I had to blast those boysI caught them breakin down my rocks like asteroidsMet ms. pac told she could go on a missionBut first she got to let me put in pole positionI wish I woulda knew then what I now know soonerCause 10 towns later here come pac jr.Chorus 2xVerse 3I got drugs for every race, color, and creedI sling mushrooms to white boys in club centipedeDonkey kong was gettin money from slinging weedI dont know why he wanna start a pie factoryWe can be partnersThats murda, us connectingWit the right blowAnd burger time doing the cheffinWe can get doeCant let the cops catch usAnd if it move slow (still stack blocks like tetris)Whoever dont wanna get down, they stupidNot the one to jump around these blocks like q-bitAint nobody out there making no noiseWit they own route but that nigga paper boyWe can take his stuffHe aint tough he a nutHe always letting dig dug pump em upI pull a plug on em niggas if they dont wanna set itGame over niggas, Ill see you next creditChorus 2x
