Artist: Too $hort Album: Paystyle 12" Song: Paystyle (Bosko & Banks Mix Yo) Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash Yo kid won't you bust your little freestyle yo? Say what? You want me to bust a freestyle? *chuckling* I don't even know how to do freestyles main You know I get paid to rap Bosko, bring the beat in main (aight) I been rappin for half my life I'm twenty-eight now sayin pass the mic If you eighteen or nineteen speak up fool I was born on the mic before you went to school Talkin bout pimp game, you know whassup I wonder if you mom'll let you play that stuff Now you're flowin like your name is water But I'm ten years older and my game is harder I'm not tryin to say you're out there dissin I'm just tryin to say homeboy listen Before you grab the mic and act wild Bitin other MC's mackin styles And it's all from head, passin round the mic Never even care who you sounded like You sound like Snoop Dogg, then you switched to Treach Bit the Pharcyde then A Tribe Called Quest And you gots no respect for me, is that right? Well jump your ass on the train witcha backpack tight and keep rappin, I'm floatin past all the stops In a clean ass Benz I have all the props Don't need credit from a rapper can you match my Visa I heard your girlfriend was a real trick pleaser And a Too $hort fan, faithfully When I came to your town she couldn't wait to see me To the beat y'all, and it don't stop It goes on cause I don't stop rappin To the beat y'all, and it don't stop It goes on cause I don't stop rappin Let me tell you somethin bout a playa named Short Rappers always talk about the way I can't flow But let me hit the mall with the same MC's I be signin autographs, spend a gang of G's While you walkin round broke, nobody knows ya Lookin like you smoked a whole sack of doja Outside in the parking lot in front of the cars Standin in a circle with some wannabe stars Freestylin, but you ain't original Say you shootin everything when you sympin those And to think you could hang with me I never would spit this game for free I'm the T-double-O, S-H, O-R-T I rock all stages and any parties Any my style is gettin bank Gettin girls, gettin hella dank I drop my top when it's hot and sunny You can't talk about me you ain't havin no money I set trends in the rap and don't doubt me And care less when other rappers talk about me I know all you suckers, heard me rap So hard, I put your momma in my dirty rap That's right, all night cause she's a damn good trick Put them legs up high she couldn't handle it I'm not a no good punk, I coulda dogged your mother But Life is Too $hort, so I kept it undercover Now you're all grown up, with your partners rappin But old Short Dawg'll your ass what happened To a fake MC, who tried to get with me I ended his career, instantly And it don't stop, to the beat y'all It goes on cause I don't stop rappin And it don't stop, to the beat y'all It goes on cause I don't stop rappin *long musical interlude* To the beat y'all, and it don't stop It goes on cause I don't stop rappin To the beat y'all, and it don't stop It goes on cause I don't stop rappin Now ask New York, can Too $hort flow Ask Detroit, they'll let y'all know Then ask Philly, can I rap South side of Chicago, who's the mack? I never ever tripped when you slipped tried to rap about me Everytime I perform, I make a lot of G's Cause I'm paid in the underground rap world Eatin good like two hundred pound fat girls Every single day at the house what's wrong wichu Eatin fast food if you only knew I understand though, cause I been there befo' Eat any damn thing and got nowhere to go Daydreams, about bein great It all started back when I was sellin tapes in eighty-two eighty-three eighty-fo' on up Waitin still waitin just to blow on up And when it happened, I still had to wait I didn't get paid til eighty-eight I made nine albums in nine years I'm a true blue West coast pioneer Dr. Dre, Ice-T, and all the rest All that money we makin don't fault the West Cause we ain't the ones who created rap But when the West coast laid it, we made it fat And it don't stop, to the beat y'all It goes on cause I don't stop rappin And it don't stop, to the beat y'all It goes on cause I don't stop rappin Bitch!