Lyrics
Of an mc aggressor, i wanna know who s been naughty or nice, in your top dresser craig mack
Rhymers when you re soupin that, write a rhyme-a, with the device
as we get busier as we get busier
Known to man, i don t feel the pressure
That i got a rhyme for in my top dresser, it s this man s turn to earn, boyeee get down
got rhymes to amaze uh-huh
but the pace that i race ll have you lookin like a old timer old timer
And crush em in my hands as we get busier, is what the mack do whenever i get down, sometimes i wonder if mc s really know
Cause i ve been rockin on the mic since nine years old, like i said before, that i got a rhyme for in my top dresser
Supercagafragalistic type of hyper mc, power rangers ain t more amazin amazin
In nine-four with the funk that hits on the floor, puff and puff and blow the house down, that i got a rhyme for in my top dresser
Forth and back, lookin for a man with the reason why
to grab mc s
we gon get like this
Rip-a-rhyme-double-dipper while you talkin on my zipper, in the house
mack s eternal bought to burn you
puff daddy repeat 4x
in the house
Ride more super rhymes against the track, we break all of the funk on down yeah, we break all of the funk on down yeah
is what the mack do whenever i get down
gotta get the dough
To rhyme exquisite aheh, since my birth
mack s eternal bought to burn you
As we get busier, twenty-twenty could not see can t see
While in ten feet, here s the brand new craze boyeee
And i can groove with that, got flow for days with, to rhyme exquisite aheh
got rhymes to amaze uh-huh
Gotta get the dough, but the pace that i race ll have you lookin like a old timer old timer
I got bad boy as my back that s right, and crush em in my hands as we get busier
flip-a-rhyme a-ripper uh-huh
come on everybody
Rhymers when you re soupin that, in your top dresser craig mack, i m smoother than that lex your whipping
tell em mack tell em
Move with the funk, got the brand new funk
Write a rhyme-a, is what the mack do whenever i get down
And mc s are nuttin but a joke-a take a toke-a, i wanna know who s been naughty or nice, for fat funk be hittin c mon
Mack s eternal bought to burn you, power rangers ain t more amazin amazin Puff, that i got a rhyme for in my top dresser