Diamond D, Pharoahe Monch - Rap Life lyrics
[Diamond D, Pharoahe Monch - Rap Life lyrics]
Yeah, yeah (yeah) yeah, yeah (yeah)
Back up in this bitch (come on Monch)
Y’all some K-Swiss (ass)
Niggas for real man, I am Stan Smiths
You hate me now you can’t stand Smith
I’m leather with suede tips
You canvas (Rod Lavers)
Lay you out, put you to sleep on the canvas
(come on)
Trying to box with a gun, let my rounds off
I win unanimously, let my rounds off-
In you face cause my mic is a magnum
Naw see me and your chick we
Go back like cro magnum
…Man…We did it in the back of yo Magnum
I said put them Lifestyles back
Give me the Magnums
They love it when I tie them
Up and I gag them
Sometimes I don't even use rope but I
She says she loves two when I double up on it
Turn around and put the bubble up on it
Not from the Mile High but
She was on the Nuggets
And all I needed was large fries and nuggets
Huh huh
Hit her with the sweet and sour sauce
Now she can tell a cocktail
Better than a Molotov pM
Put her to bed like Tylenol PM
I put her to bed everybody now
Yeah you know the drill is Rap Life
With niggas who nap light
With bitches who act right
Rock the deals where the nigga
Can actually rap right
There’s a myriad of muthafuckas
Who ain't wrapped right
I say Ricki Tikki Tembo no Sa Rembo
Chari ari uchi-pip Peri Pembo
Spikes on my mic device slice like Kimbo
Toxic when the pocket lock box like bento
4-4 on cous-in the cut and focus
Exactly - Why fo’cuz?
Niggas that run up on you in
These streets they don't love you
These chicken heads just want to
Kiss you and hug you
That’s why I roll with Diamond
Man that’s the bodyguard
I don’t even have to stress
How the body guard
Hacking like he made of stone
He ain't hardly hard
Feeding you Pedialite with media nutrition
If that’s his meaning of sick
Then he needs a pediatrician
What the media likes I’m like a media rage
Like unfuckwitable on my Wikipedia page
Huh huh ha everybody now (everybody now)
Back up in this bitch (come on Monch)
Y’all some K-Swiss (ass)
Niggas for real man, I am Stan Smiths
You hate me now you can’t stand Smith
I’m leather with suede tips
You canvas (Rod Lavers)
Lay you out, put you to sleep on the canvas
(come on)
Trying to box with a gun, let my rounds off
I win unanimously, let my rounds off-
In you face cause my mic is a magnum
Naw see me and your chick we
Go back like cro magnum
…Man…We did it in the back of yo Magnum
I said put them Lifestyles back
Give me the Magnums
They love it when I tie them
Up and I gag them
Sometimes I don't even use rope but I
She says she loves two when I double up on it
Turn around and put the bubble up on it
Not from the Mile High but
She was on the Nuggets
And all I needed was large fries and nuggets
Huh huh
Hit her with the sweet and sour sauce
Now she can tell a cocktail
Better than a Molotov pM
Put her to bed like Tylenol PM
I put her to bed everybody now
Yeah you know the drill is Rap Life
With niggas who nap light
With bitches who act right
Rock the deals where the nigga
Can actually rap right
There’s a myriad of muthafuckas
Who ain't wrapped right
I say Ricki Tikki Tembo no Sa Rembo
Chari ari uchi-pip Peri Pembo
Spikes on my mic device slice like Kimbo
Toxic when the pocket lock box like bento
4-4 on cous-in the cut and focus
Exactly - Why fo’cuz?
Niggas that run up on you in
These streets they don't love you
These chicken heads just want to
Kiss you and hug you
That’s why I roll with Diamond
Man that’s the bodyguard
I don’t even have to stress
How the body guard
Hacking like he made of stone
He ain't hardly hard
Feeding you Pedialite with media nutrition
If that’s his meaning of sick
Then he needs a pediatrician
What the media likes I’m like a media rage
Like unfuckwitable on my Wikipedia page
Huh huh ha everybody now (everybody now)