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mystikal - beware (remix) lyrics

chorus: mystikal making noise

first verse:

beware!
the man with the braids done walked in
mild mannered like clark kent
i’m rougher and tougher than dead shark skin
this man gonna be have you flippin’ like the pages of (?)
evil like cruella
five minutes later i’ma still be hard as an armadillo
roll like an eighteen wheeler
shinin’ like the slipper
of cinderella
and bad weather
and acapella
this fella
top seller!
gonna be that way til’ i’m old as mandela
still gettin’ better!
writin’ rhymes i’m best of ’em
i’m the arrester, i’m the professor
i’m the n-gg- that keep his picture on your girlfriend’s dresser
now really
tell me what you m-th-f-ckas know about gettin’ rowdy
tell your whole sunday gang bout it
b-tch i been bout it!
now, i kick the rest of you into hash
bow gr-sshopper, bow to the man!

chorus

second verse:

aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!
bet’cha runnin’
i bet’cha, bet’cha i’m best that i’m better
run with a letter
swift as a jet or keep up with the pace setter
sparkle like glitter
hard hitter
hoe go-getter
side steppin’ from no n-gg-!
whenever you b-tches decide you gonna get too big for your britches
leavin’ you st-tches
diggin’ ditches
sufferin’ hickeys, cuts, scr-pes, bruises, welts
don’t f-ck with the rhymin’ black belt
watch yourself!
boom! here i go!
boom boom! i know!
y’all n-gg-s can’t f-ck with the man with two tongues, cuz that’s the way i flow
cuz i can get hot like fire
and you can’t put it out, it’s like tip-toein’ on top of barbed wire
for instance, persistance
no resistance, stay your distance
is vital to your existance
you leave it to me to show you the way out
i’m never gonna play ya
i’ll take your old lady
even if i took my braiiiiiiiiiiddddddds out!

chorus

third verse:

and i’m uh, ready, and it looks like all you b-tches are rusty
y’all can’t buss me, don’t cuss me
hit’cha, so much m-th-f-ckin’ we gone leave this b-tch musty
you disgust me
trust me
when mystikal hits the door, you b-tches be screamin’ to touch me
i’m the invisible man you can’t see me
i’m mackin’ illusions and confusion
i’m abusin’, your conclusion, and contusions, from the bruises
issuin’ these m-th-f-ckas with the style that them b-tches want
five foot eleven, screamin’ to heaven
i say f-ck sh-t god d-mn
b-tch respect me like a reverend, and…
congregation say “amen”
(amen)
come through this m-th-f-cka swingin’ like a caaaaveemaaan
and you against me, you better not say it go back in the water
come, come, come, come, come, come, come, come
up jump the sh-t storm!
from the rats
rollin’ out
since you wanna bow m-th-f-cka
bow to the master!

chorus

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