Tony Tone

Uh My mic sounds nice, check one (wo wo wo) My mic sounds nice, check two (uh-huh yeah-yeah) Testing, one, two, one, two Let's go Uh, huh, uh, huh Let's go Yeah, yeah Let's go My mic sounds nice, check one My mic sounds nice, check two (testing, testing) Stone-stone when I'm in my zoney zone Smokin' on the homegrown Feeling like I'm all alone Used to go to Kingdom, Rucker Park with Tony Tone (Harlem!) Listenin' to Bone Bone, feelin's in my bone bone I can tell if- I could give a fuck about a list, ya heard? (ya heard?) I could give a fuck about a diss, ya heard? (ya heard?) I could give a fuck about your clique, ya heard? (ya heard?) Shut the fuck up 'fore I rock your bitch, ya heard? (ya heard?) Shut the fuck up My mama named me My papa gave me cock to take a piss with To fuck ya bitch with Life is different for me, for instance For the type of niggas sprays jizz in some chicks He wouldn't raise his kids with That type of twisted shit Come on, man What you say nigga? Times out Let's start over with this conversation You sound super crazy right now and I got my two kids listenin' I'm just playing You said what I said I'm just playing Uh-uh nigga you got me fucked up Shut the fuck up I could give a fuck about a list, ya heard? (ya heard?) I could give a fuck about a diss, ya heard? (ya heard?) I could give a fuck about your clique, ya heard? (ya heard?) Shut the fuck up 'fore I rock your bitch, ya heard? (ya heard?) Shut the fuck up People think I'm an asshole, I say anything (c'mon) Truthfully, I just say what I really think Like I'm too fresh, man, to be you're under-class-man (too fresh) Would say "suck my dick" But that's sexual harassment, take that (let's go) Fuck around and Willy come through in the Merc' on ya (come on) Who else you know design ya stage and do your merch over (come on) And if you lame do your verse over (yeah) I changed the game like I'm Kurt Warner (yeah) I run the game (keep goin') like I'm Time Warner (yeah) This ain't no Teen Choice Awards (keep goin') I'm slide on ya (yeah) And make your home for mama's fried roasting And lean and beans, tomatoes, potatoes And keys, and grams, just me and Yams (yeah, come on) See me rest in peace Pickin' off the last collard greens Fresh supply the beat Now we sellin' out the colosseum For the dynasty Tell 'em whores who got it lock and got the key You proud to see, behind the scenes or in the streets Peep my repertoire, Uptown, Esplanade Eleanor, grew ham, niggas goin' too ham AK, Jackie Rob East Eleven, ninety-nine Lennox Ave, VLONE East side Wayne Stone (uptown) Stone-stone when I'm in my zoney zone Smokin' on the homegrown Feeling like I'm all alone Used to go to Kingdom, Rucker Park with Tony Tone (Harlem!) Listenin' to Bone Bone, feelin's in my bone bone I can tell if- I could give a fuck about a list, ya heard? (ya heard?) I could give a fuck about a diss, ya heard? (ya heard?) I could give a fuck about your clique, ya heard? (ya heard?) Shut the fuck up 'fore I rock your bitch, ya heard? (ya heard?) Ayo, we don't give a fuck about none of that shit This is Harlem motherfuckers (yeah yeah) Fuck you think (uptown nigga) Mob, A$AP, same gang Tone Rock Harlem