Kardinall Offishall lyrics
Kardinall Offishall lyrics
"Ease Off (featuring Mastermind) Lyrics"
Sway Lyrics
the roof the roof the roof is on fire we don't need no water let the motherfucker burn burn motherfucker burn burn, burn, burn, burn just a little and nothing now it's over just a little and nothing now it's
the roof the roof the roof is on fire we don't need no water let the motherfucker burn burn motherfucker burn burn, burn, burn, burn just a little and nothing now it's over just a little and nothing now it's
[Kardinal Offishall]
Ease off the stage 'pression (ha)
"Aiyo, aiyo, missa, missa, missa, they won't embarrass it." (*laughing*)
Aight, 'You dun know' yeah, yeah
Kardinal Offishall 'You dun know'
Yeah, Figure IV, Mastermind (*laughs*)
Your murder sells sometimes for a little bit of money
Emcees make music, Kardinal makes history
My mic is like the tablets to most, dick to hos
Fort
Secret Lives Lyrics
I don't know I don't know what's on your mind I thought everything was fine But it was my surprise. I don't know I don't know what's going on Something surely must be wrong You're living secret lives.
y candles to rude boys in South Pole to poles
His clothes last about one eighth the expiration date
When Mastermind and Offishall innovate a mix tape style
Freestyles are for fuckin' with them freshmen type emcees
I'm your guidance consular sayin' to "Quit while your ahead!" (*echoes*)
Stop spittin' in my ear talkin about you got flows
Or you got a single out that your whole block knows
Cats buyin' their own product ta
I walk through your hood steamin' and nigga its cold out (sssssss)
The dimensions of my dictation that keeps your dicks pacin'
Mastermind calibrations emphasizes what we statin'
I'm coming true giving the home girls what they desire
Rockin' in the dance hog I'm on them top I'm more fire (ahhhhh)
My style makes it higher, crisp bootys in the pants
And you know its Mr. Kardi from the time you take a glance
("Aiyo aiyo Kardi wsup with your deal nigga?")
Aiyo niggas suck my dick, Mastermind
Forty nine reppin' with the Circle click
Sign that bitch! (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Kardi-nal Offi-shal, stay tune for Mastermind (*laughs*)
Fifty, Silverhouse and the girl
'You dun know' (mmmmmmmm) Yeah!
Aaaaaight, get out of my ear with that bulshit (word up)
Circle click reppin' it world wide (*laughs*)
I don't know I don't know what's on your mind I thought everything was fine But it was my surprise. I don't know I don't know what's going on Something surely must be wrong You're living secret lives.
y candles to rude boys in South Pole to poles
His clothes last about one eighth the expiration date
When Mastermind and Offishall innovate a mix tape style
Freestyles are for fuckin' with them freshmen type emcees
I'm your guidance consular sayin' to "Quit while your ahead!" (*echoes*)
Stop spittin' in my ear talkin about you got flows
Or you got a single out that your whole block knows
Cats buyin' their own product ta
Feeling Severe Lyrics
What's wrong, you feeling sad, depressed? It ain't so bad Look at you, you're still the same You're not going insane... Get it together Concentrate don't lose control B
lkin' about its sold outWhat's wrong, you feeling sad, depressed? It ain't so bad Look at you, you're still the same You're not going insane... Get it together Concentrate don't lose control B
I walk through your hood steamin' and nigga its cold out (sssssss)
The dimensions of my dictation that keeps your dicks pacin'
Mastermind calibrations emphasizes what we statin'
I'm coming true giving the home girls what they desire
Rockin' in the dance hog I'm on them top I'm more fire (ahhhhh)
My style makes it higher, crisp bootys in the pants
And you know its Mr. Kardi from the time you take a glance
sucka Lyrics
The Rap Game, Hip hop 101, The hardest 9 ta 5 you will ever have, you can't learn this shit in no history book, you ready to rap motherfucker, you ready to sell your soul, Ha,ha,ha,ha, The rap g
The Rap Game, Hip hop 101, The hardest 9 ta 5 you will ever have, you can't learn this shit in no history book, you ready to rap motherfucker, you ready to sell your soul, Ha,ha,ha,ha, The rap g
("Aiyo aiyo Kardi wsup with your deal nigga?")
Aiyo niggas suck my dick, Mastermind
Forty nine reppin' with the Circle click
Sign that bitch! (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Kardi-nal Offi-shal, stay tune for Mastermind (*laughs*)
Fifty, Silverhouse and the girl
'You dun know' (mmmmmmmm) Yeah!
Aaaaaight, get out of my ear with that bulshit (word up)
Circle click reppin' it world wide (*laughs*)