PaceWon & Mr. Green - Children Sing Lyrics
Run up with a TEC-9, open your car doorMuy caliente, selling weed around my friendwhen breaking bread with Diesel Don and El Da SenseiAnd now I'm back to smackin' you, rapping till capital's madeGat's in your face, cop killer strapped to the waistEasy, goofy, catch a doozy for being a groupieI got the Uzi that you only might see in the movieTruly greedy, grimy, shifty, I'm witty, I'm sillyReally sheisty, but I'm chilly as Philly, you tinyMini minor, Mr. T, I'ma pity the rhymerOn call like Sean Paul just give me the lighterPass the dro, mastered flow I carry onWith AK's and cherry bombs, shittin' on every songI get on, the Billy Idol of rapTalk shit, I'll lay you down right on your backLittle brother..I'm getting good, I'm getting cleverI'm getting things right in my life, I'm getting betterI'm getting something for me, I'm getting cheddarThe girls are loving me now, they're getting wetterI'm getting good, I'm getting cleverI'm getting things right in my life, I'm getting betterI'm getting something for me, I'm getting cheddarThe girls are loving me now, they're getting wetterMmm-hmmSplish splash, I was takin' a bathThen I hopped out the shower, snatched up my doo ragStarted flipping through my stash, got cash in two bagsThen I hopped in the 5-2-8 with new magsSpinned out like a Nascar race, putting my thing downProud like Return of the King, Lord of the Rings nowFly like a '68 'llac with chrome spokesStraight talkin' that hip-hop slang to grown folksLike word? Oh really, no doubt, no diggitySpittin that East Coast straight talk so wickedlyAuthentic b-boy hip-hop, no trickeryThat's why my 16 bar scheme so slippery***** at least one broad a dayAnd like Chingy, I'm only one call awaySo if you're tired of the norm and you want more tricksDial 373-2146And I'm there..I'm getting good, I'm getting cleverI'm getting things right in my life, I'm getting betterI'm getting something for me, I'm getting cheddarThe girls are loving me now, they're getting wetterI'm getting good, I'm getting cleverI'm getting things right in my life, I'm getting betterI'm getting something for me, I'm getting cheddarThe girls are loving me now, they're getting wetterYou seeI'ma just push and push until I get itI'ma just push and push until I get itI'ma just push and push until I get itSuicide doors, G4's, and good creditSay it with meI'ma just push and push until I get itI'ma just push and push until I get itI'ma just push and push until I get itSuicide doors, G4's, and good creditBefore I pull up and park and bust in your apartmentI'ma just perm my hair like Al SharptonAnd get a picket sign just to protest your flow nextYour little ***** rhymes need KotexThere's mad little tricks hittin' up in my sleeveDon't be naive I'll have you screamin' out "Why me?"You soft mother*****ers come a dozen a dimeI'll ***** you up and walk off like it wasn't a crimeStick my gun where the sun don't shineHave you *****in' a nineHave sodomy stuck in your mindYou'll probably want revengeSneak up on me, stick a knife in my backTake ***** pictures of my body like they did in IraqAnd then, wake up sweaty in a puddle of pissI'll *****in', bust your shit, call your brother a *****And then leave you where I met you brother, holdin' your mouthHoldin' your jaw in awe, nigga, over and outI'm getting good, I'm getting cleverI'm getting things right in my life, I'm getting betterI'm getting something for me, I'm getting cheddarThe girls are loving me now, they're getting wetterI'm getting good, I'm getting cleverI'm getting things right in my life, I'm getting betterI'm getting something for me, I'm getting cheddarThe girls are loving me now, they're getting wetter
