Chorus: Mystikal Making Noise
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First Verse:
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BEWARE!
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The man with the braids done walked in
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Mild mannered like Clark Kent
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I'M rougher and tougher than dead shark skin
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This man gonna be have you flippin' like the pages of (???)
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Evil like Cruella
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Five minutes later I'ma still be hard as an armadillo
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Roll like an eighteen wheeler
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Shinin' like the slipper
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Of Cinderella
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And bad weather
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And acapella
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THIS FELLA
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TOP SELLER!!!!
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Gonna be that way til' I'm old as Mandela
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STILL GETTIN' BETTER!!!!!
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Writin' rhymes I'm best of 'em
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I'm the arrester, I'm the professor
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I'm the nigga that keep his picture on your girlfriend's dresser
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Now really
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Tell me what you muthafuckas know about gettin' ROWDY
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Tell your whole Sunday gang bout it
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BITCH I BEEN BOUT IT!!!!!
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Now, I kick the rest of you into HASH
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BOW GRASSHOPPER, BOW TO THE MAN!!!!!!!
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Second Verse:
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AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
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Bet'cha runnin'
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I bet'cha, bet'cha I'm best that I'm better
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Run with a letter
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Swift as a jet or keep up with the pace setter
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Sparkle like glitter
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HARD HITTER
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HOE GO-GETTER
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SIDE STEPPIN' FROM NO NIGGA!!!!!!
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Whenever you bitches decide you gonna get too big for your britches
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Leavin' you stitches
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Diggin' ditches
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Sufferin' hickeys, cuts, scrapes, bruises, welts
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Don't fuck with the RHYMIN' BLACK BELT
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WATCH YOURSELF!!!!!!!
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BOOM!!!!! HERE I GO!!!!!!!
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BOOM BOOM!!!!!!!! I KNOW!!!!!!!
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Y'all niggas can't fuck with the man with two tongues, cuz that's the way I flow
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Cuz I can get hot like fire
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And you can't put it out, it's like tip-toein' on top of barbed wire
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For instance, persistance
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No resistance, stay your distance
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Is vital to your existance
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You leave it to me to show you the way out
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I'm never gonna play ya
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I'LL TAKE YOUR OLD LADY
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EVEN IF I TOOK MY BRAIIIIIIIIIIDDDDDDDS OUT!!!!!!!!!
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Third Verse:
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And I'm uh, ready, and it looks like ALL you bitches are rusty
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Y'all can't buss me, don't cuss me
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Hit'cha, so much muthafuckin' we gone leave this bitch musty
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You disgust me
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Trust me
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When Mystikal hits the door, you bitches be SCREAMIN' to touch me
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I'm the invisible man you can't see me
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I'm mackin' illusions and confusion
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I'm abusin', your conclusion, and contusions, from the bruises
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Issuin' these muthafuckas with the style that them bitches want
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FIVE FOOT ELEVEN, screamin' to heaven
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I say FUCK SHIT GOD DAMN
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Bitch respect me like a reverend, and...
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Congregation say "Amen"
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(Amen)
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Come through this muthafucka swingin' like a CAAAAVEEMAAAN
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And you against me, you better not say it go back in the water
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Come, come, come, come, come, come, come, come
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UP JUMP THE SHIT STORM!!!!!!
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From the rats
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Rollin' out
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Since you wanna BOW muthafucka
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BOW to the master!
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Beware
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Mystikal |