Wooden Horse

[Frank Sinatra sample] So any time you're gettin low, 'stead of lettin go Just remember that ant.. [Chorus x2: Frank Sinatra (Kids)] Opps there goes another rubber tree plant (Opps there goes another rubber tree) Opps there goes another rubber tree plant (Opps there goes another rubber tree) [Verse 1] Now I came to rock, I came to move the crowd I came screamin' out loud No other choice is this bad new voice Can't wait to sit in my new Rolls Royce You soft and moist, sweet like cake Don't be scared to lie down in the bed you make And if you fake, I'm like Alexander the Great A conquerer, stompin ya, for even steppin to the plate Now you think I'm late but I'm right on time You had your chance to do it now it's my turn to shine Keep in mind, you ain't heard my flow in a while And i still ain't heard nobody that can fuck with my style Juliet child nigga cook MC's, Criag Mack baby 1000 degrees Stand back nigga I'ma shake this place And look just when you thought it was safe? [Chorus x2] [Verse 2] Now inside the streets Craig Mack's a living Legend Nucular weapon better watch where you steppin' Story at 6 and see the film at 11 You can be Kit but I'm like Frank Drevin Mary Lou Retton, flippin on yall You can use Motrin, Advil or Tylonol Just to see me ball make your chick wanna follow Rock the Meadowlands you got Boo-ed on Apollo Real hard to swollow wanna know how come? Cause I'm hot-dog probably buring meat off your tongue So from now on till thy king-don-com The sea-son has begun from my style to weigh a ton Kill you for fun but i ain't playin no games (no games) And I ain't sayin no names (uh-uh) But next time you kill somebody make sure they dead But wait, you can check this in-stead [Chorus x2] [Verse 3] I see you made it to the bonus round, see my crown? Pretty, too bad you can't touch it I'm like Pompeii first time it erupted Chicks still call acting hungry as a buzzard You can let your man dump it hug it and love it Touch it and rub it, Mack nigga, that's why it sounds undiscoverd Explode like L. Ron Hubbard, on the Dianetics Cover, smother a brother Been "Lethal" for years ask Gibson and Glover Your man be like "Help!", lying in the gutter Just like that, "Splash me the Cash" Shit I'm like Duke Nukem get ready for combat I now pronounce you man and wife You may, kiss the coffin it's the end of your life Mr. Mack And I know how to land this bird Bet I see you 2000 nigga that's my word [Frank Sinatra] So any time you're gettin low, 'stead of lettin go Just remember that ant [Chorus x2]