Playstation 1.5 Lyrics - Sir Michael Rocks

Robocop style, I fo-fo pop y'all 

I'm Yao Ming when it come to confidence and being cool 

That's what's important to me, you gon' make me fry yo ass 

Pie yo ass, in the face niggas always tryna get benefits 

They don't never wanna work for shit they got 

But they always wanna be in some shit 

In a Benz with bubble glass, guess I'm on some Benson shit 

Guess I'm in the park again, working on my penmanship 

Signing things on blank trees, putting my initials in them 

If its a bitch around my corner guarantee what I'mma do 

I'm gon' stalk her and I'll walk her to the park after night time 

If I see some sushi bars around, I'm gon' get in line 

Grab me a California roll for me and my ho 

Me and my thot, I put my knee in the box 

Got a brother from Morocco used to be owned by this doctor 

Who bred some Tibetan Mastiffs at his ranch house 

He branched out from medicine and started eating venison and duck 

Piss you off, this is lumberjack shit, get the logs, get the axe 

Make sure that you aim it at their faces and their backs 

And attack, this is eerie, Iraq 

I am nasty, Pacman Jackson 

Elastic stretching across, all they breasts and they bras 

I be takin' 'em Jamiacan rum, fillin' my intestines 

You can still see Jamaican sun on my complexion 

And son, I'm not your father and I am not perfection 

You can be the one if you just challenge your perception 

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