MF DOOM - 45 lyrics

(Verse 1) Oh you really wanna be that n***a, f** a b**h Oh you really wanna be that n***a, face a zip Oh you really wanna be that n***a, sell your soul Illuminati got a n***a rocking hella gold Been in the game so long trying to make a name It's only slavery if you're in it for the whips and chains I been cold but you n***as sleep Waking up all of the haters when they see me on the tv With a b**h who's complexion is the chocolatest I'm on a roll and ain't nobody gon be stopping this I'm in this b**h, throwing L's to the blue sky The winning circle you n***as didn't even qualify Got all of your b**hes you n***as couldn't even satisfy Feet kicked up, just watching my dollars multiply Sneak dissers and haters I'm coming straight for the cranium Came into my own and ain't nobody gon be taming him I'm from the city where n***as k** over Jordan sneaks And paper, paper, dollar bill is what a n***a speak Pelle Pelle, Vasques in the summer time True Religion is what's worn around the waistline Chi town Illin', Blue Line chillin' I'm a murderer, that Englewood k**in' I'm so westside, but I'm wild hunnid They ask me where I'm from Chi City over nothing Its young Kel rich daily like the mayor Playerlistic approaches to b**hes wanting my paper Super duper laced in latest sneaker drop f** a cop, f** a opp, dump on any n***a spot Green superhero bout my coin like Luigi Pop up on ya lady and the top i how she greet me Ion even need to crack I got her wrapped around my index I'm harder than you thought feel it all in your appendix The realest n***a on the west of the wind Don't approach me if it ain't about some bread or some skins No porky rinds but a n***a rhyme like a loonie Goonie hitting licks serving out a Suzuki Foreign broads from Japan kicking sh** like Kabuki She a groupie she a hoochie Stain then kick her out the hooptie Hit me up the next day im act like she never knew me I'm a dog you a b**h looking for you like you Scooby Laying hands like I'm Knuckles, come and get it come and tussle I'm just young and getting paid flapping gums and flexing muscle Shout my n***as from the 'L' shout my n***as from the 'K' Shout my n***as hitting Chase cracking cards like a case Gotta get it anyway, gotta get it everyday For the love of that cheese making faces Stevie J I start my day with a J' then I find a beat to slay Rich daily on the rise but this ain't no easy bake n***a I'm so 1994 like I'm missing 23 Even in my worst season ain't nobody stopping me n***a