
Date of issue: 31.12.1997
Record label: DEF JAM
Song language: English
No Guest List |
Yo, hey yo, I step out the shell like a black pearl |
But come to destroy you of all worlds |
I eat you inside out like stress |
The best, I never lose a rhyme contest |
While troublesome black rolls flows |
Bleed internal external like a bloody nose |
Props grow like crops |
Desert boot Clarks wit no socks |
Parking space killer stay out my lot |
You hear my voice, you see my face, you know my name |
I take it out your ass and charge it to the game |
I battle with words, go to war with ideas |
You defeat me never in a million years |
The factor of the rapture |
Is that you either get killed, wound, or captured |
They shoot you up so bad til the end you fought |
But then you got caught up in my final thought |
Nigga |
Miss Thing, there is no guest list tonight (sampled) |
Yo, yo, yo, yo I get on the mic like badoobedut kick roundhouse |
You the tightest motha fucka let me find out |
When I pull mines out |
I could gaffle Mr. Keebler for all his Chips Ahoy out the chalk Town House |
Give you static like your mixer got the ground out |
Hug you wit my hands in your grandmas pouch |
Im down south wit Outkast wit pounds out |
Wicked enough to throw the gun in James Bond mouth |
You know E and Keith when we brawl |
I be in more hoods than that big fork and spoon on your kitchen wall |
And overall, on yall a protocal |
My style is Kabal, finish him |
For the Benjamins |
Fools call me the Grinch |
Cause I punch you in your face Christmas on two fifth |
While the cops watch the Jamaican hide pot |
When I stomp I leave the shoe size of Sasquatch |
Miss Thing there is no guest list tonight |
Yo, yo Its E the assassin ANTONIO BANDERAS |
Catch a few of my enemies by the bodegas |
So face it, some of yall should go back to basics |
Before the prom, before Sissy Spacik |
Reevaluate whats right for you |
From the start or was it something you wanted to do fucker |
I dig a hole so deep you cant return |
And hear about the episode on Howard Stern |
Im born wit heart I blast ya Hit ya wit the fishing deep water and take your yacht master |
Playing me one time thats unforgivin |
I got a body one count and we aint bullshittin |
We be thick in the mix, milk wit Quik |
In the business I work every circuit |
Im bigger, better, and deafer |
So however, wherever, whenever, heffer |
Miss Thing there is no guest list tonight (4x) |
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