Scott Lark

Scott Lark - The Movie lyrics

rate me

Yo, I.B.U, I.B.U

now just bless the verbal, Scott Lark Sensei

Want y'all to lay back and peep this feature presentation

It's all real...It's going like this

check it out

[Verse 1:]

It's the feature presentation, shots fired live on location

Put you in a sticky situation if you wanna follow

because it's hard to swallow

You see I woke up in the morning at 5 am

Hit the L, smoked a cig, drank some gin and then

Hit the L, smoked a cig, drank some gin and then

I woke up and did the shit all over again

And after that I grabbed my gat that I just had cleaned

Dollar bills, gotta build, gotta get that green

Baby Pah, ?blue stars got L-A-Ark?

What I say, ok, now play that song

By Soul 2 Soul "Keep on moving don't stop"

I killed a million devils with just one glock

Cuz i'm the supa dupa brand new industry trooper

Cleaning up shit with a used pooper-scooper

Driving down to Washington to kill Bill Clinton

??Rob the mint, and then read Bill tritton??

As I hop on my private jet set for Asia

Bitches all around the world is lightin' up my pager

I smoked the bong with Saddam Hussein on his plane

As soon as I got off of my plane

He had a jacuzzi with five groupies holdin' uzis

Hoochies, even that Stetsasonic chick Suzie

She said, "Hey, ain't you that rapper?"

Slapped me in the face and called me a chick basher

She stuck the gun in my nose, I froze

Made me lick her toes and her asshole

I couldn't do it, I had to do it

The move: I grabbed the uzi and sprayed Suzie in the movie

[Chorus]

It's the feature presentation

I keep the party jumpin' off of lyrics

i be bumpin making people edible like Jeffrey Dahmer when I bomb it

(It's the movie, listen to the movie, it's the movie, nothin' but a movie)

I grab my pen and begin to flip the script the shit

in which I pick the kick bass out of it like other shit they heard me

kickin'

what a difference...

(It's the movie, listen to the movie, It's the movie, nothin' but a movie)

[Verse 2:]

It's the feature presentation

You don't know me, ain't no relation

Like Mobb Deep, crossing borders with the Haitians

Who would of thought that it would have occurred

She knew me, I knew her, hey, we both knew each other

She said, "It ain't goin down like what"

I said, "Me leaving here without gettin' the gut?!"

Fast-forward ?To a wind? I started knocking it off

I came down the throat and then my shit got soft

She started playing with my balls

which once again made my shit get hard

Who would have thought i'd be in a jacuzzi

On a airplane with four bitches holding uzis

Is they gon' kill me? My stomach is woozy

Saddam eating JIFF with a spoon his mother was choosy

I twist my head, wished upon a star out of there

Disappeared and reappeared elsewhere

Somewhere in the Everglades

All the hunnies looking sunny all the men just shared

Whether you're black, Puerto Rican or Caucasian

South-East Asian, Malaysian, feature presentation

[Chorus:]

I keep the party jumpin' off of lyrics

i be bumpin' making people edible like Jeffrey Dahmer when I bomb it

(It's the movie, listen to the movie, it's a movie, nothin' but a movie)

[Verse 3:]

I slow 'em down, when I throw 'em down, tempo the track

I kick the crazy tight flow like i'm in every back

I'm kicking nigga's backs out like ?the spine I disperse?

Livin fat like Heavy D I don't curse, na fuck that

Shit pussy God i'm too hard-core, break a nigga's jaw more

Who should have put up his guard more

Ruff edges rugged, cuz mother fuckas love it

Fuck it, i'm too far above it, yo

I grab my glock and my cock standing out on the block

I used the dock and I knocked now they opened a lock

And then they let me inside, I caught a venomous vibe

They said "Lark, welcome back. Where you been all this time?"

I said "Later for all that, I heard you was pourin' shit

about your mouth around my niggas, we ain't goin' for it"

A nigga said "You in my crib and disrespect me like that

Is gonna break you two by two I know you cool and all that"

Mad niggas went bad and started hittin' the door

Scott Lark licked a shot, a nigga fell on the floor

I felt bad cuz the nigga I shot was innocent

So I shot another nigga cuz he started the shit

His fuckin' guts hit the ground like spaghetti

Then I checked his pockets for fuzz, yo I thought you knew already

Scott Lark be fuckin' it up

I make the hoes say "Scott Lark fuckin' it up!"

The rim-shot..

[Chorus:]

I keep the party jumping off of lyrics

i be bumpin' making rappers edible like Jeffrey Dahmer when I bomb it

(It's the movie, listen to the movie, it's the movie, nothin' but a movie)

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