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Artist:	Outsidaz
Song Title:	Macosa
Visits:	686

f/ Eminem

[Young Zee]

*Talking*

I'm allowed to fuck up whenever... whenever I want...

This the Outhouse...

Lemme smoke a joint first...

Here, Pace...

[Young Zee]

95% of all y'all rappers butt

And y'all ride dick so much y'all gon' make me nuts

You'll get your jaw clocked, I'll drag your ass for four blocks

Dunk your head in Clorox, use your dreads for my floor mop

Gay or straight, my Papermate'll do a date rape

Zee can't wait, I'll go Great Bank on a blank tape

Lost like Spigg Nice, stick you for your thick ice

Good to hit twice 'fore you catch me usin' trick dice

Go to parole off of two in stolen wheels

My colon holdin' pills, fuck takin' some Golden Seal

I smoke leaky and black like BET

And fuck hoes raw dog 'til my balls catch VD

Mess with us, straight up, y'all better bust

I'm the one you'll never dust, it's still the same as it ever was

I'll leave the crowd in a Coupe with white walls

And scream, "If y'all ain't Outz then y'all could ride my balls!"

Beef with us you might just catch a black eye

And ride for your crispy 850-I

I fuck with them drugs 'cuz it gets me high

Mama-se, Mama-sa, Mama-macosa

Been doin' this rap shit since '85

Then 'Clef put me down with the Fugee-la

It's only right me and Yah get a piece of the pie

Mama-se, Mama-sa, Mama-macosa

Mama-se, Mama-sa, Ma-macosa

Mama-se, Mama-sa, Ma-macosa

Mama-se, Ma-sa, Ma-macosa

Mama-se, Mama-sa, Ma-macosa

[Slang Ton]

Yo, all the boys in the lobby get needles filled with poison ivy

Put 'em in the hospital and give 'em a poison IV

My crew get high much off brew and Thai skunk

It makes my style off the wall like suicide jumps

We sip lots of liq' shots

It makes my hip-hop fat as your lip got when I

kickboxed with flip-flops

And give a disk jockey six copies of this floppy

Shit I be dyin' for is your piece of shit hobby?

You borin' like Oran Dice, I'm more than hype

Bungee jumpin with cordless mics, for tourists sites

Ton Slanga, I'm dopin', pills and cokin'

Lung cancer in my throat and still smokin'

[Az-izz]

Now, when your partner die, who got the right

To do the homicide and you shot the guy?

And when you's 'bout to cry who got you high?

Say Mama-se, Mama-sa, Mama-macosa

I'll blast the guy that don't pass the lye

Leave him paralized and agonized

Fellas, grab the thighs that's by your side

Say Mama-se, Mama-sa, Mama-macosa

[D.U.]

Mama-se, Mama-sa, Mama-maco

Mama-se, Mama-sa, Mama-maco

Mama-se, Mama-sa, Mama-maco

Mama-se, Mama-sa, Mama-maco

[Pace Won]

Wanna live this Outsida business

Blunt splitters, all that

Multiple musical contracts to fallback...

On... set like I was Liu Kang for Kombat...

Armed like Emmit when I rush crews

More hardcore than DMC and Krush Groove

Don't need hands to touch you

Mr. Perfect, the one you want to rap like

The name rap fiends have in their mouth like a crack pipe

Slap the fuck out you, remember us

I'm the man your father never was, or could've been

Maybe if they passed out weed in high school, I would've went

Got it down, yo

Even if you sing like Brownstone you couldn't "Take The Crown Home"

Try to call me out and get the dial tone

Pace Woner, dickin' 5-0 in a stolen gray Hummer

[Eminem]

Me and Pace had to flee in haste from bein' chased

For some E & Js we boosted out of some Korean place

I get drunk and hang-glide off of St. Ides'

And spray-paint the plain sides of all the subway train rides

I got a pitbull that eats sheep and spits wool

And chews on human body tissue 'til its stomach gets full

Skip school, barely went to class, thinkin' shit's cool

Hid a loaded pistol under this retarded kid's stool

I had a dream I blew up with half a mil' sold

And still stole a credit card, a purse, and someone's billfold

I'm from the city where the weather's always real cold

And chill mode can turn into somebody gettin' steel-toed

We be hangin' on the block 'til dawn

Stayin' spaced out like Dr. Octagon

Feelin' for the beats like they Chaka Khan

Mama-se, Mama-sa, Mama-macosa

Pace Won, Slang Ton, and Yah

Young Zee, Az-Izz, D.U., and muah

Bizarre Kid, Loon One and Rah

Mama-se, Mama-sa, Mama-macosa

[Young Zee]

Beef with us you might just catch a black eye

And ride for your crispy 850-I

We fuck with them drugs 'cuz it gets us high

Mama-se, Mama-sa, Mama-macosa

Been doin' this rap shit since '85

Then 'Clef put me down with the Fugee-la

It's only right me and Yah get a piece of the pie

Mama-se, Mama-sa, Mama-macosa

Mama-se, Ma-sa, Ma-macosa

Mama-se, Ma-sa, Ma-macosa

Mama-se, Ma-sa, Macosa

Mama-mama-mama-mama-macosa

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Done in the Game "Talking Yeah... it's just part of the game... Know what I'm sayin'?...Runnin' trains on these hoes... Check me out now......"	Hell Yeah "One time for my people, my blunted out heads We represent the real, let the underground spread To the kids in the high schools, hoods that you drive through Made for the kids with the higher I.Q...."
Keep On "What you want wit the underground kings from the Bricks I've been at it since Clyde Frazier played for the Knicks Packin' 3-5-7's wit the raw hide grips Rollin' 4-5-6 on ya cross eyed tricks..."	Money Money Money Remix "I'm Az-Izz, y'all can't stop me Make a G a day sellin stolen drop three's Ain't nuttin funny, run up on you when its sunny Pump two in your tummy, all for the money..."
Money Money Money "I'm Az-Izz, y'all can't stop me Make a G a day sellin stolen drop three's Ain't nuttin funny, run up on you when its sunny Pump two in your tummy, all for the money..."	Music "f/ Rah Digga We got you lovin' our music Niggas smoke weed and do drugs to our music Girls like to fuck to our music..."
Night Life ""We be hangin' on the block 'til dawn" -> Eminem {sample from Macosa Outsidaz' Night Life "Stayin' spaced out like Dr. Octagon" -> Eminem {sample from Macosa Outsidaz' Night Life..."	Rehab "Who that smoked-out kid that do more drugs than a rock star? Not far from bein' in the back seat of a cop car Top dog that falls the fuck off, now he fiendin' The need for drugs got his ass stealin'..."
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