WHO YA BIG HOMIE - Mozzy

If I live to be a 100 And never see the seven wonders That'll be alright If I don't make it to the big leagues If I never win a Grammy I'm gon' be just fine 'Cause I know exactly who I am I am Rosemary's granddaughter The spitting image of my father And when the day is done My momma's still my biggest fan Sometimes I'm clueless and I'm clumsy But I've got friends that love me And they know just where I stand It's all a part of me And that's who I am So when I make a big mistake When I fall flat on my face I know I'll be alright Should my tender heart be broken? I will cry those teardrops knowin' I will be just fine 'Cause nothin' changes who I am I am Rosemary's granddaughter The spitting image of my father And when the day is done My momma's still my biggest fan Sometimes I'm clueless and I'm clumsy But I've got friends that love me And they know just where I stand It's all a part of me And that's who I am I'm a saint and I'm a sinner I'm a loser, I'm a winner I am steady and unstable I am young, but I am able I am Rosemary's granddaughter The spitting image of my father And when the day is done My momma's still my biggest fan Sometimes I'm clueless and I'm clumsy But I've got friends that love me And they know where I stand It's all a part of me And that's who I am I am Rosemary's granddaughter The spitting image of my father And when the day is done My momma's still my biggest fan Sometimes I'm clueless and I'm clumsy But I've got friends that love me And they know where I stand It's all a part of me And that's who I am That's who I am

Put up, what up, bo bo bo Suckers want to flow But they got no show So I'm a grab the mic Flip a script and leave you stunned Buckshot's the one That gets the job done Mic check, I get Paid to wreck your set Get ready to jet Cause I'm a threat to your fret No holds barred And complete move fakers Best to be the backup Watch your girl, I might take her If she's a crab I'm a diss her and slide If she try to riff I got my Smith on my side Word to God Here I come, so make way Rugged and rough Killing your set every day Microphone check One, two, here we go And I'm a let you know Who got the flow Spitting my verbs like An automatic weapon Suckers keep stepping Cause I'm a let you know [CHORUS] Who got the props Who got the props 5ft, Evil Dee, and Buckshot [Repeat CHORUS 3x] One Mississippi, two Mississippi Sucker tried to diss me Ao I played him like A hippie from the 60's But I'm a get paid from the 90's Quick to play you Little Rascals out like Stymie Kicking flavor With my Life Saver techniques Guaranteed to move feets And I go on for weeks Maybe years if my peers Give me ears to fill Lick off a shot and Act ill, parlay and chill See I paid my dues Now you can't tell me nothing This is dedicated to the Ones who kept fronting The ones who tried to Diss and play high, oh, no Just cause you had low See now I got dough And I'm paid out my rectum Meaning my backbone Grab the mic, flip a Mad script to your dome Suckers, I kick 'em like tae kwon do Yes and low, from head To toe to let you know [Repeat CHORUS 4x] I'm the rugged operator Like Arnold Schwarzenegger Buckshot quick to play Your nigga like Sega Smooth trigger-happy snappy Keep my hair nappy When I swinging Ep girls call me big pappy I used to play a game Called ring around the rosey But now I play the mic That's why the whole world knows me I'm sort of like a Chevy Heavy when I bumrush You'd better bring Your whole damn crew or Get your head crushed, sucker Cause I'm a set it off with one shot One trigger, one nigga Enough heads drop Don't even try to Play me out cause static Buckshot Shorty He sounds like an automatic Rip the set, my friend's mad tight Cause I rocks the mic And keeps the crowd hype Straight from bumrush I crush and cause chaos, yo And I'm a let you know [Repeat CHORUS] One, two, melody shows And before I flip a script You know I must keep you dozing Into the stage of the Buckshot Shorty Son pass the boom, keep the top on the 40 Never ever ever get played, kill that Bust a mad cap in your back Cause I'm all that Straight from Crooklyn Better known as Brooklyn Elude the hook and Your whole beat's tooken Must take charge Bomb guard, I'm the man Bust my plan, it feeds back on my fam Once I cruise, pay dues, I never lose When I break on fools Wake up, you don't snooze Bust a move I get smooth like Roadie Kick it like the Four Horsemen Yeah, you know me Booming like a speaker With my hundred dollar sneakers Baggy black jeans Knapsack and my beeper Keep a fresh cut Never see me with a busted fro And I'm a let you know [Repeat CHORUS 4x]

We were the ones who weren't afraid We were the broken hearted We were the scars that wouldn't fade away How did we let go? How did we forget that we don't have to hide? We won't believe the lies again We won't be paralyzed We can be who we are, now we are alive We can fight, they cannot contain us It's who we are We are undying We are forever We won't hide our faces from the light Eliminate the space between us It's who we are We are forever It's who we are We were the tears that passion cried We were the sacrificed We were the flame that wouldn't die inside How did we go wrong, we will not forget We won't get left behind We won't give up this fight again We won't be denied We can be who we are, now we are alive We can fight, they cannot contain us It's who we are We are undying We are forever We won't hide our faces from the light Eliminate the space between us It's who we are We are forever It's who we are (We will never die) (We will never die) (We will not deny) (Now we are alive) We can be who we are, now we are alive We can fight, they cannot contain us It's who we are We are undying We are forever We won't hide our faces from the light Eliminate the space between us It's who we are We are forever It's who we are

You better toss your bullets You better hide your guns You better help the children Let 'em have some fun You better count your blessings Kiss mom and pa You better burn that flag Cause it ain't against the law! You better pledge your allegiance You're not the only one Listen up forefathers I'm not your son You better save the country You better pass the flask You better join the army I said: "no thank you, dear old uncle Sam!" You better toss your bullets You better hide your guns You better help the children Let them have some fun, some fun, some fun!

DJ Matt-D E o brabo tem nome Novidade na área, carne nova no pedaço, woah, woah Ela, ela tem piercing no seio, de onde 'cê veio? Tô interessado 'Cê bebe, 'cê fuma, 'cê transa, tudo isso sua amiga contou "Não fumo, não bebo, só transo" Quer desafiar? Só vim, amor 'Cê vai sentando, gosta da lapada 'Cê vai jogando com essa bela raba Que sedução, bebê, não sai de cima Respeita o faixa, não me subestima Então vai subindo, tão, tão subindo Então vai descendo, de-de-descendo E então vai travando, roça, roça Salientando, aguenta calada, ah, ah Novidade na área, carne nova no pedaço, woah-woah Ela, ela tem piercing no seio, de onde 'cê veio? Tô interessado 'Cê bebe, 'cê fuma, 'cê transa, tudo isso sua amiga contou "Não fumo, não bebo, só transo" Quer desafiar? Só vim, amor 'Cê vai sentando, gosta da lapada 'Cê vai jogando com essa bela raba Que sedução, bebê, não sai de cima Respeita o faixa, não me subestima Então vai subindo, tão, tão subindo Então vai descendo, de-de-descendo E então vai travando, roça, roça Salientando, aguenta calada Ah, ah, ah, tá, tá, ah (baby, baby) Ah, tá, tá, baby, ah, ah, ah, ah