Potluck - 3 Minute Miracle lyrics

[Potluck - 3 Minute Miracle lyrics]

Haha yes! I got another one
If you new to the movement
You need to listen up
If you know what's going on, welcome back

Last time it was 2 minutes
This time it's a 3 minute miracle
Whack MCs need to get the fuck out the way!
One take, one track
Still lettin' y'all know white boys can rap

I made the beat and now
I'm gonna rap it's easy
Gonna be 3 minutes long, please, believe me
It's the one that they're gonna play
Every single day
And it's gonna kill every MC in the way
One little, two little, three gettin' smashed
Better get another blunt
Sprinkle on the hash
Burn that mother fucker
Then I'll smoke it till it's ash
And yeah, I heard your CD
But I threw it in the trash

Oh don't take it wrong
I'm just talkin' shit, dude' it's my job
Potluck, it's the clique till
I'm dead and gone
And I'm never gonna switch, I'm not Lebron

Underrated, oh goodness gracious
Doin' shows all across the nation
I am the greatest so quit the hatin'
I'm a cool white dude like The Situation

I go hard, fuck a sad song
Can't dance but I rap my ass off
Saggin' my pants I be scarin' mad dog
And I'm losin' all my hair
Like I'm Terry Bradshaw

But, I'm the best in the biz
She's getting' on her knees while
I'm trippin' off this smoke a lot of weed
Then I'm hitting up the fridge
And don't act dumb
Bitch you know who this is

It's Underrated on the mic, don't ignore me
Listen up quick, lemme' tell you a story
I rap so fresh, you spit it corny
Fuck Kim and Khloe, just gimme Kourtney
Then I hit it doggy
I'm the best on the earth
So I'm getting cocky
Cause if you're not first
You're last ricky bobby

I don't give a fuck and I'll do what I want
And If you think you stoppin'
Me you getting rocked these haters'll talk
And I'm still on the top
And a looming at best I'm like biggie and pac
It's my movie I'm makin' the rules
So I'm playin' like Kobe
And shakin' these fools
I'm still on the grind and I'm payin' my dues
Better back the fuck up or
You will get abused

Everybody wanna do it
But, you gotta push it to the limit
If you wanna make the best music
That's the reason why I'm tryin' everyday
I'm takin' over the rhythm
These mother fuckers can't do this
I'm the man on the mic, no doubt
Fuck an antarc if they don't like this sound
We doin' it for the fans
Never dumbin' it down
We ain't givin' a fuck
We the rebels of the underground

(Damn man, you rap too fast)

No bro, you hear too slow

Everybody always wanna tell me what to do
And tell me where to go like E-4-0
Man I'm done, I'm sick of this shit
I'm a do it my way
I don't care what you think
I'm a take a bong hit, after I have
Another drink, I'm a' do what I want
I'm the Humboldt County king
Yeah, reppin' a small town
Hit another blunt
Never gettin' knocked down
Get the pro-tools, and I'm
Makin' it drop out
Make another beat for the kids to rock out
Yay! Everybody blaze! I roll up to the
Front of the stage when we play
Ain't' nobody ever gonna top it, and
I rock it, get a profit, everybody better
(get out the way)
Gotta make it to the end and I'm
A' take it to the head
We tokin' daily till we ten
I got a lady in the bed
And if she wanna give me head
Then I'm a let her do her thing
All the girls wanna cling to my ding-ding

What? other mother fucker do you know
Nigga we flippin' and rippin' I'm
Takin' over at the show

(While the rhythm on the microphone
Is out of control
You try to tell me what to do
But I ain't' never gonna' fold)

Don't trip that was just an effect
I'm still rappin' live on
The microphone check
I swear that I'm never gonna cheat
That's weak one take, one track
I could do it in my sleep

And I never been a quitter tryin' to make it
To the place where the kid feels richer
I like three-six, but I don't sip
Sizzurps, don't wear baggy pants
Cause I'm not a hipster

I'm the baddest at this
Rappin' to me is like batting practice
I'm a rapper looking like Bud Bundy
You might think it's funny
But the females love me
They wanna hug me, and give me kisses
My chicks bad like Ludacris's
I am the man and I'm here to stay
(Get out the way)

Nobodies tellin' me what I can be
And if I wanna rap, and I like to smoke weed
Then just leave me alone
You ain't' telling' me shit
I'm the best when I'm doin' it
Soon to be rich
And if you think you stoppin'
Me you got it wrong
And we'll take you to war, like we in Vietnam
Cause it's day after day, I
Be fillin' the bong
In the studio makin' your favorite song!

Now I'm out of breath, but
I'm still goin' on, only 8 bars left
Never gonna quit, made a promise to myself
Hip-Hop saved my life forreal so
If you wanna battle then you better be
Ready to go, I'm flowin' a show
And I went better than ever before
I'm never gonna lose it
Cause I do it for the
Music, so if you really wanna do it
Mothafucker you stupid

Bitch! Get out the way! once Underrated
Now they all saying my name
I'll be doin' it
'til I'm ranked number one in the game
And every time you hear me flowin'
It be nothing but flame
All the pretty girls say "I'm impressed"
Cause Josh on the mic is a pimp I guess

I been doin' this a minute
Yeah I must confess
When it comes to fast rappin'
I'm the motha' fuckin' best

And it's done bitch!
Ohhh! And it's my birthday!
Done

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