Slick Rick - I Own America Part I Lyrics
Slick Rick] All of you ***** pullers are frontin Wave your arms around like your some octopus or somethin To better ya For any chick you want I'm gettin her Rob people mad ignorant et cetera Who the one to entertain and fume with? Who you know breed humans can't be in the same room with? Reefer sweet wrap it up free fix greet Every rapper rap maggot underneath Rick's feet Evicted -- why you tryin to find shit to lick with? Even your kids tell you that you ain't shit to Slick Rick Though you pretend to be glory I'm number one, that's the end of the story The black Clark Gable leave you numb Every single one, frontin on your label is a bum Let me slow it down, that's enough of that This I have to say, to you nothing other rapper cats Chorus: repeat 2X From New York to Cali none'll ***** with the awkward, you think Muhammad Ali used to talk shit? Bing! This sure hit alone'll bury ya And even I got de-ported, I Own America [Slick Rick] He's so crazy -- I smash rippin up the place Give the mack a taste -- I wipe my ass with a rapper face Cars come to a dead stop Rain find ways not to drop on my headtop Tycoon rush at the richest Even my complexion is a must-have to *****es Even without, car money to budget I would have the most elegant apartment in the projects Knahmean? *****es are in awe * at the lingo * (pronounced OAR) Know that Rick'll put an end to all rapper income An old-timer, lock up all vagina fields France nor Italy can ***** with my designer skills Saltin inferior, faultin to where we are Tryin to find fault in superior Let me slow it down, that's enough of that This I have to say, to you nothing other rapper cats Chorus [Slick Rick] You lack the taste hook I'm stickin em with While degenrate like yourself make our race look ignorant (mm) And your girlfriend wanna kiss and deploy Bout in the groin gets none of this tenderloin Feet planted on deep black firmament Bow -- in the presence of who lead rap permanent Like a lion rap rips a chunk of kids You stunk, cause mortals ain't shit to conquer Somebody said new pharoahes have appeared How when everything I wore ten years ago you wear now? I coulda murder heard a word out quick Rick stomp it kid Hung to it, you complete bum to Rick Source Awards, yeah Rick every seminar Even make Sadaam Hussein tell me where the weapon are (mm-hmm) Let me slow it down, that's enough of that This I have to say, to you nothing other rapper cats Chorus
