100 Miles Lyrics

They say He's cut from a different cloth

Fuck Tim Westwood and that Sloth

I Samuel L them like They Tim Roth

Mash dem up, coming like Tim Sloth

My flow darker than a Black Goth

I'm a cheat character from Tek-en, Call me Asteroth

Take a sip of this African's 90s hip-hop broth

Listen and learn for what it's worth

I'm a tall man, but of some girth

That's thick on all counts

My lady, she's thick where it counts

My money too, thick where it counts

Family, that's all that really counts

If I could run 100 miles

I'd be like them twins dem

I'm more like them men's that hold them tings dem

see before rap.. Like the Chris Rock flick

That's b4 Fresh Prince slapped the shit outta Chris

3rd Son you know I don't miss

Just ask these would be MCs

I keep it street cos a grand don't come for free

This that real rap.. this one's from me

Put the rap game in a head lock

And squeeze till the eyes go pop

Have these lanes screaming "What the fuck"

Been in the game long before some of these lame's balls dropped

I'm at the point now where if I see it I like it, I cop

I write it I record it put it out and don't care if it flop

Just Wait till my album drop,

Just Wait till my album drop,

If I could run 100 miles

I'd be like them twins dem

I'm more like them men's that hold them tings dem

see before rap.. Like the Chris Rock flick

That's b4 Fresh Prince slapped the shit outta Chris

3rd Son you know I don't miss

Just ask these would be MCs

I keep it street cos a grand don't come for free

This that real rap.. this one's from me