[Mike Tyson talking] I'm the best ever I'm the most brutal and most vicious, and most ruthless champion there's ever been No one can stop me, I'm the best eva! [Verse 1] Uhhn! like mutha'fuck all yawl Mr. Mike Tyson flow, uppercut all yawl Step into my ring bitches, ding ding bitches Click clack pow pow ping ping bitches I'm the Dream machine I mean King vision I can see through yo scene like clear screen Hear me? To a lion you are just deer meat Fear God, fear me siry us us Pe pi them try them and die when I say so Weezy F hardful red go like Craig go It's all gravy, tryna build like Lego's Betta \"Let Go My Ego!\" with some breakfast on the table Yeah! And I don't know how fake feel nigga, cuz all my life, I been a real nigga Fuck ya girlfriend, fuck ya homie too I drop bombs I'm in the booth, in a army suit And I'm armed to shoot, and I'mma marksmen too And you're the target \"oops!\" And everything get better with time, and time is forever And mutha'fucka its my time and I'm better [Mike Tyson talking] [Verse 2] Ho I go so hard I'm so gone my I.D is a post card I travel like b-ball with no calls I play my role and listen out for the roll call This is a movie and every movie must go off But this gangsta doesn't die like O-Dogg Say what up blood, what the lick read!? 5 star general, in the 6 speed Still hood like thick cheese, bitch please Him squeeze quicker than the wind breeze Niggas betta trim trees Simply shoot yours empty if b turn dat thick cheese to swiss cheese Folla me! A part of me! Fuck around and see a whole notha side of me I separate yo body with them hollow tips; biologist Photographies, picture me in yo bedroom with a mask on Pistol to yo head while you puttin' yo pants on Every man on offense, Singletary defense Super-duper-extra-much-really-very-street shit That is how I keeps it, R.I.P Beepsy I do it how I do it cuz I know my niggas see me And I'mma hold it down bitch, hope that crown fit The boy got a flow, that you can drown in When you in the water watch them sharks, when you in the water watch dat salt Young Carter no floss that was so raw ohw! [Mike Tyson talking] My style is impetuous And I'm just ferocious, I want to eat his heart.. ..I wanna eat his children Praise be to Allah! [Verse 3] HAHAUHWH! Fuckin' right I'mma monster Sharper than a blade like Sticky Fingaz or Sonia Mortal Kombat Street Fightin' like E-Honda Murk ya and da dummies dat signed ya, whats really Are ya plastic? Gasoline on ya contract Fuck a pen I need a match, Fuck a bitch I need a batch of bitches Yawl niggas act like a bunch of bitches, blood bitches leave ya in a tub Blood bitches, young niggas, Young Money, young niggas, fuck pistols We at yo window with SCUD missles, Young Carter! Big nuts, and they hung further than ya father's Hahahaha [Mike Tyson talking] You guys can't define me I define my work as a father I'm many things-- You know, I'm many things.. Ima, Ima.. Ima hellraiser, Ima father--a lovin' father Yeah, yeah I'm pretty much Tyson
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