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mr. krane - rhymaholik (get up!) lyrics
[intro: mr. krane]
remix, motherf-cker!
man i finna do my thang (get up!)
it’s crazy in the club when i’m in there mayne (get up!)
trust me homie i’m not playin (get up!)
i have the dance floor off the chain, i said (get up!)
i came to bring you that california love
and a little new york hate, it’s all of the above
i’m not playin’, i said i’m off the chain
and you better follow instructions, i said (get up!)
[verse 1: mr. krane]
i call myself the blackest motherf-cker in the history
i kick your f-cking -ss-hole and spell you with mistery
i spoil you with my motherf-cking middle fing-er
and your future will be odd, tyl-er the crea-tor!
i’m the magician of the word, i am rhyming the curses
i’ll k!ll you with my boom-stick and show you no mercy
your flow sounds dumb, and your songs are just the wack
my flow is an ak, i’ll make you, motherf-ckers, suck!
the p-ssies are often trying to be clev-ra than they can
i know some of these hoes, i like to burn ’em witta gas can
i hope that every boy like juicy j will find his miley cyrus
and make her scream so f-cking loud that it’ll be heard on cyprus!
i don’t consider every b-tch to be the walking hooker
but if i look at her and see the sl-t then freddy kruger
will come into my place and take this b-tch on highway to h-ll
ac/dc, respect my sh-t, the female b-tches will yell!
[hook]
i have the south warfare
i’m the reason everybody hate, i say (get up!)
i make it hot, i make it hot in here
your feet hurtin? i really don’t care, i said (get up!)
i wanna see, i, i wanna see ya move
and get all into the groove, i say (get up!)
i’m gettin’ paper, man, i really don’t care
let me see you put your hands in the air, i said (get up!)
[verse 2: mr. krane]
i don’t give a f-ck about hollywood and all its tricks
makin’ success in the us flow, american chicks
plus you gon’ understand me, bro…
what the f-ck i’m talking ’bout? give me the drank’n’dro!
academy award and grammy winners can’t imagine
how can i hate the swaggas knowin’ nothing ’bout the fashion?
it ju’ because i know what diff-a-res me from they
aye, stop the tape, shhh… homie, wait
gimme a couple of minnis, lemme busa rhyme
i’m not the rhymes without busta, i won’t let it die
the tdg, okay, i’m going, homie, turn it on
these grammy b-tches can’t imagine what the f-ck is on!
i dropped ep two years before, this sh-t was taken cl-ssical
now i have started taking pills, i’m witnessing the m-ssacre!
this f-cking television always make the brains washed
why can’t we take the shovels to make this f-cking monster’s skull crushed?
[hook]
[verse 3: mr. krane]
i’m a soldier of hip hop, and i need a couple more
beautiful clever fans to discuss with them one wh0r-
we’ve been chatting for a week, i think she is cheating me
she calls me russian eminem, but i’m just rapper, an mc
when is her birthday, huh? i don’t remember!
september 21, i think i’ll remember forever
but what can be a cool gift? b-tch, i don’t understand
what do you want from me? a trip to the land of sand?
nah, baby, f-ck that, i know what i can give to you
a little chipmunk, and you will say that it’s cute
i kiss you in your lips and f-ck you in your -ss
and then i’ll leave your home and fly the f-cking business cl-ss!
alright, b-tch, i am sorry, you f-ckin’ think i’m h-rny?
then i will just accept, my only teachers were the p-rnos
created by some b-tches: lisa ann and sasha grey
i am freestyling this sh-t, man, it’s not a game!
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