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Craig Mack - Jockin' My Style Lyrics

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  • Here comes a rhyme in your ear Craig Mack is here so have no fear
  • my rhymes push the hack to the rear
  • I'm severe rap pioneer with funk I steer now it's clear
  • Rhymes flow to the break of dawn
  • Exploring MC's I get silly on like Ponce De Leon
  • Yet don't foget my style is a banger
  • MC's I deposit in the closet on a hanger
  • Mack chop your rhymes like I chop shop chop a Acc
  • Startin with the bones in your back
  • Whenever I attack it's like a blow from a axe
  • Sweet like sugar that be on Sugar Smacks
  • Facts is Mr. or Mrs.
  • Can't another rapper see me when it's time for gettin biz
  • And the moral of the story as you will see
  • Is that from now on the greatest rapper is me
  • Chorus:
  • MC's you're jockin my style, you're jockin my style boy
  • You're jocking my style, MC's stop jockin my style
  • You know you can't touch the flav
  • MC's you're jockin my style, you're jockin my style boy
  • You're jocking my style, MC's stop jockin my style
  • Craig Mack has the phat funk flav
  • Now I'm sayin, rock funk to the Himalayan
  • No more delaying, MC's you decaying, I'm staying
  • Cause now I'm out my cage
  • And what I do for rap is gonna make front page
  • Remember back in the days I was just a tyke
  • I do a rhyme while I do a wheelie riding bike
  • But now I'm the man with the mic in my hand
  • Starving MC's like them kids from Siam
  • Breaker breaker, it's the funk rhyme shaker
  • Super duper superb slamming like a Laker
  • Swimmin on MC's like moray eels with mass appeal
  • Your rhymes are jokes like Dangerfield's
  • Boy, I'll tell ya, ain't no liver on this continent
  • I'm dope and you the opposite, the man when I be dropping shit
  • Raw, I give MC's a headache
  • Hit your ass so hard and kill your man by mistake
  • Youse a fake ladies and real niggaz know
  • Non-stop rockin til it's time to go so bust the flow
  • I'm a be a round for a while
  • MC's stop jockin my style
  • Chorus
  • Now everybody put your hands in the air
  • Wave them shits like you just don't care, aiyyo
  • You could have a dollar or be a millonaire
  • Sometimes I think that Mack should be mayor
  • Now me, myself and I, we three bad mother*****ers
  • Here to eliminate suckers
  • I came to rock a party are you ready
  • Get your Aunt Millie's out I eat MC's like spaghetti
  • Rap machete, I'll cut your ass like a sword
  • Into buying rhymes these rhymes you can't afford
  • I shine like jewelry, ain't nobody schoolin me
  • I battle anybody just point to who the fool be
  • Cause you and me, we ain't the same type of breed
  • I grab the mic and give the crowd what they need, and proceed
  • To rock the mic since a child
  • Get off my tip and stop jocking my style
  • Chorus

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