Текст песни 3 Minute Miracle - Potluck
Haha
yes!
I
got
another
one
If
you
new
to
the
movement
you
need
to
listen
up
If
you
know
what's
going
on,
welcome
back
Last
time
it
was
2 minutes,
this
time
it's
a
3 minute
miracle
Whack
MCs
need
to
get
the
fuck
out
the
way!
One
take,
one
track,
still
lettin'
y'all
know
white
boys
can
rap.
I
made
the
beat
and
now
I'm
gonna
rap
it's
easy
Gonna
be
3 minutes
long,
please
believe
me
It's
the
one
that
they're
gonna
play,
every
single
day
And
it's
gonna
kill
every
MC
in
the
way
One
little,
two
little,
three
gettin'
smashed
Better
get
another
blunt,
sprinkle
on
the
hash
Burn
that
mother
fucker,
then
I'll
smoke
it
till
it's
ash
And
yeah,
I
heard
your
CD,
but
I
threw
it
in
the
trash
Oh
don't
take
it
wrong
I'm
just
talkin'
shit,
doin'
it's
my
job
Potluck,
it's
the
clique
till
I'm
dead
and
gone
And
I'm
never
gonna
switch,
I'm
not
Lebron
Underrated,
oh
goodness
gracious
Doin'
shows
all
across
the
nation
I
am
the
greatest
so
quit
the
hatin'
I'm
a
cool
white
dude
like
The
Situation
I
go
hard,
fuck
a
sad
song
Can't
dance
but
I
rap
my
ass
off
Saggin'
my
pants
I
be
scarin'
mad
dog
And
I'm
losin'
all
my
hair
like
I'm
Terry
Bradshaw
But
I'm
the
best
in
the
biz
She's
getting'
on
her
knees
while
I'm
trippin'
off
this
Smoke
a
lot
of
weed,
then
I'm
hitting
up
the
fridge
And
don't
act
dumb,
bitch
you
know
who
this
is
It's
Underrated
on
the
mic,
don't
ignore
me
Listen
up
quick,
lemme'
tell
you
a
story
I
rap
so
fresh,
you
spit
it
corny
Fuck
Kim
and
Khloe,
just
gimme
Kourtney
Then
I
hit
a
doggy
I'm
the
best
on
the
earth,
so
I'm
getting
cocky
Cause
if
you're
not
first
you're
last
ricky
bobby
I
don't
give
a
fuck
and
I'll
do
what
I
want
And
If
you
think
you
stoppin'
me
you
getting
rocked
These
haters'll
talk,
and
I'm
still
on
the
top
And
a
(looning?)
at
best
I'm
like
biggie
and
pac
It's
my
movie
I'm
makin'
the
rules
So
I'm
playin'
like
Kobe
and
shakin'
these
fools
I'm
still
on
the
grind
and
I'm
payin'
my
dues
Better
back
the
fuck
up
or
you
will
get
abused
Everybody
wanna
do
it
But
you
gotta
push
it
to
the
limit
if
you
wanna
make
the
best
music
That's
the
reason
why
I'm
tryin'
everyday
I'm
takin'
over
the
rhythm,
these
mother
fuckers
can't
do
this
I'm
the
man
on
the
mic,
no
doubt,
and
fuck
an
antnarc
they
don't
like
this
sound
We
doin'
it
for
the
fans,
never
dumbin'
it
down
We
ain't
givin'
a
fuck,
we
the
rebels
in
the
underground
(One
Ton
(Damn
man,
you
rap
too
fast)
No
bro,
you
hear
too
slow
Everybody
always
wanna
tell
me
what
to
do,
and
tell
me
where
to
go
like
E-40
Man
I'm
done,
I'm
sick
of
this
shit
I'm
a
do
it
my
way,
I
don't
care
what
you
think
I'm
a
take
a
bong
hit,
I'm
a'
have
another
drink,
I'm
a'
do
what
I
want,
I'm
the
Humboldt
County
king.
Yeah,
I'm
reppin'
a
small
town,
hit
another
blunt,
never
gettin'
knocked
down
Get
the
pro-tools,
and
I'm
makin'
it
drop
out,
make
another
beat
for
the
kids
to
rock
out
Yay!
Everybody
blaze!
I
roll
up
to
the
front
of
the
stage
when
we
play
Ain't'
nobody
ever
gonna
top
it,
and
I
rock
it,
get
a
profit,
everybody
better
(get
out
the
way!)
Gotta
make
it
to
the
end
and
I'm
a'
take
it
to
the
head,
we
talkin'
daily
till
we
(ten?)
I
got
a
lady
in
the
bed,
and
if
she
wanna
give
me
head
Then
I'm
a
let
her
do
her
thing,
all
the
girls
wanna
cling
to
my
ding-ding
What?
other
mother
fucker
do
you
know
nigga
flippin'
and
rippin'
I'm
takin'
over
at
the
show
(While
the
rhythm
on
the
microphone
is
out
of
control,
you
try
to
tell
me
what
to
do
but
I
ain't'
never
gonna'
fold)
Don't
trip
that
was
just
an
effect
I'm
still
rappin'
live
on
the
microphone
check
I
swear
that
I'm
never
gonna
cheat,
that's
weak
One
take,
one
track,
I
could
do
it
in
my
sleep
And
I
never
been
a
quitter
tryin'
to
make
it
to
the
place
where
the
kid
feels
richer
I
like
three-six,
but
I
don't
sip
sizzurps,
don't
wear
baggy
pants,
cause
I'm
not
a
hipster
I'm
the
baddest
at
this,
rappin'
to
me
is
like
batting
practice
I'm
a
rapper
looking
like
Bud
Bundy,
you
might
think
it's
funny,
but
the
females
love
me
They
wanna
hug
me,
and
give
me
kisses,
my
chicks
bad
like
Ludacris's
I
am
the
man
and
I'm
here
to
stay
(Get
out
the
way!)
Nobodies
tellin'
me
what
I
can
be
And
if
I
wanna
rap,
and
I
like
to
smoke
weed
Then
just
leave
me
alone,
you
ain't'
telling'
me
shit
I'm
the
best
when
I'm
doin'
it,
soon
to
be
rich
And
if
you
think
you
stoppin'
me
you
got
it
wrong
And
we'll
take
you
to
war,
like
we
in
Vietnam
Cause
it's
day
after
day,
I
be
fillin'
the
bong,
in
the
studio
makin'
your
favorite
song!
Now
I'm
out
of
breath,
but
I'm
still
goin'
on,
only
8 bars
left
Never
gonna
quit,
made
a
promise
to
myself,
hip-hop
saved
my
life
forreal
So
if
you
wanna
battle
then
you
better
be
ready
to
go,
I'm
flowin'
a
show,
and
I
went
better
than
ever
before
I'm
never
gonna
lose
it,
it
cause
I
do
it
for
the
music,
so
if
you
really
wanna
do
it,
mothafucker
you
stupid
Bitch!
Get
out
the
way!
once
Underrated,
now
they
all
saying
my
name
I'll
be
doin'
it,
tell
em
ring
number
one
in
the
game
And
every
time
you
hear
me
flowin'
it
be
nothing
but
flame
All
the
pretty
girls
say
"I'm
impressed",
cause
Josh
on
the
mic
is
a
pimp
I
guess
I
been
doin'
this
a
minute,
yeah
I
must
confess,
when
it
comes
to
fast
rappin'
I'm
the
motha'
fuckin'
best
And
it's
done.
(Bitch!)
Ahhh!
And
it's
my
birthday!
Done.
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