| MendedHeart | |
| "Balloon Artist" | |
| Yo what up ya'll, I am back one more time, Ready to hit you up with new beat. From the street, take a seat, this will be neat. Che-Check it out... For my people, For everyone I said for my people, and then I said for everyone... You know I hear from everybody, "Oh hey, I love your baseline," or "Oh hey, when you come out with new baseline?" And then I say, "Why you got to be up all on my baseline like that, Huh?" So, for those of you who do not know... how I do, I bring to you... baseline, number 2! Feel Feel, feel the baseline. Just like before, feel the baseline in you heart! Get ready to go, and show me some love as I do my flow, Cuz now it is time once again To get on the dance floor, dance once again, Show them that you not a ho, You dance with the boys, you don't get with them all. Jealous you know that they are, they don't have your moves they don't have your car. Stupid so often they be, but hey everyone's stupid who cant flow like me... Me Me, ain't nobody like me... (Oh Oh, I said Damn Boy) Hey, yo, why are you in my song, (I dunno I'm just a voice, It ain't really my choice) I hate when I hear all these voices, and people use all these damn background noises. They must know that that is not real, Rap is good, rap's what you feel, That's why simple are all of my raps. With easy beats and occasional claps. I love rap, rap is my live I'd rather write rap than hang out with my wife. My wife's dumb, she is so lame, she's always jealous cuz I got game, But game's useful in my neighborhood, I just go around the corner when I want my lovin good. Oh Snap! Snappity Snap Oh Snap Snap the Snappity Snap I'm remixing the snap, oh Snappity Snap Snap - A - Snap You gotta feel the snap, you gotta feel the snap, Aight! Snap in your face, snap in your car, Snap in your room, snap in the bar, Snap in the club, step on the floor You gonna battle me? Hear, hear we go... I battle you, I battle anyone who brave enough to step up to me, I will bat-el you, if you think that you got what it takes, I will bat-el you, but like a BALLOON ARTIST, I'll twist you into shapes, oh! That's right beware, I'm like a cardboard box, you handle me with care, Alright, until next time Make sure you keep it real, make sure you know whassup. Make sure you give hollas, to me and my boys, Or maybe we will see you See you at the bar, see you at the club, Whatever you do, keep it real Peace out, no, for reals... Peace out. |
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