La di da di, we likes to party We don't cause trouble, we don't bother nobody.
Now I'm not the type that gets upset, Try to disrespect folks just to earn respect. But learn this fact: whether white or black, I can't be conquered in my style of rap. For jealousy and envy are dumb ones' tools, So Ricky says nothing, he keeps his cool. Revenge is not a mission that the Ruler's on, Just forgiveness required for the wrong that's done.
Fresh dress, like a million bucks, Put on the bally shoes and the fly green socks
We need realism to deal with reality.
Let me spell my name out for you, it's Ricky: R: Ravishing, I: Impress, C: Courageous or Careless, K: for the Kangols which I've got, That I wear everyday and Y: Why not?
Ricky Ricky Ricky, can't you see? Somehow your words just hypnotize me.
And when I smiled, 'Bing!' I almost blinded her. She said, 'Great Scot, are you a thief? Seems like you have a mouth full of gold teeth!' Hahahaha, had to find that funny, So I said, 'No child, I work hard for the money. And calling me a thief? Please...don't even try it, Sit down, eat your slice of pizza, and be quiet.'
Ran out of bullets and still had static, grabbed a pregnant lady and out the automatic. Pointed at her head and said the gun was full of lead, he told the cops, back off or honey here's dead.
Next thing you know, the hoe starts to ill, She says "I love you, Harold" and your name is Will!
You've been fightin again and, you forgot why Hey kid, walk straight, master your high
And to turn it into rap wasn't too difficult besides just rhymin' the last words of each line.
That song is a story that shows how easily you could get slipped into being labeled as the bad guy, even though what you really trying to do is tell the bad guy to leave you alone.
Treat 'em like a prostitute, don't treat 'em well until your sure of the scoop.
Hiphop has remained in an infantile stage and has not been allowed to grow.
We might be workers, but we are not happy go-lucky jungle bunnies.
I love eggs fried over medium.
She takes off your drawers and works you over, she calls you Twinkles and you call her Rover.
I think that Hiphop should be a pulpit for the people.
Take off your rubber and there's one more inside her, it's not yours, who can it be?
People think that I'm conceited, and I'm not a nice person.
Wassup dear? Sup babe? What street you by? On 5th Bout to hit the West Side High
I never really went to any concerts that I wasn't in.
Nobody thought about having more money than you could ever spend.
While Dawn worked two jobs to meet ends, her son was busy cutting school and hanging with his friends.
Hiphop hasn't had stages of growth through its 30 years of existence.
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