Fes Taylor - Outro Lyrics
[Fes Taylor]It's hip hop or the beat, like either youBop to the beat, or poppin' your heat, I box in your teethI get wop in the jeep, mom slobbing the meatWolves on top of your freak, it be unstoppable thiefIs it possible he, what they watching to seePlay it like monopoly, create our own democracySay I'm like a prophecy, fleeing from the cops, I'm freeWhen I'm dead, fossil me, so no living I can seeGun smoke try to breathe, one poke dying breedPlus wrote rhymes like these, to blow an MCMy flow feed families, fans need Gods like a coke head nose need candyTil we reach brandyStaten Island, never speak to SandyI'm trying to polly with Young Gotti and reach MiamiListen, son, I'm trying to teach, that's what the plan beAnd we never switch to Plan B, cuz Plan A'll get us each Grammy's