Ufuk Kaplan Albanian

A yo spark up the phillies and pass the stout Making quick money grip before your ass is out In a street brawl I strike men quicker than lightning You seen what happened in my last fight friend? iight then L's a clever threat, elerisis who never sweat, Comparing yourself to me is like a Benz to a chevelette And clown rappers I'm bound to slay I'm saying hi to all the cuties from around the way Yeah, cause I got all of them sprung Jack My girls are like boomer-rings No matter how far I throw them, they come back I'm coming straight out the N.Y.C., I'm down with diggin in the crates And I'm M.V.P. yeah! It's Big L, Yo it's a must that I get papes Peace to all the DJ's who gave me love on their mix tapes And once again the man's back with a denged track So here's your chance jack to get loose and let your hand clap. I got juice like voco, mad crues I broke thru, Niggas be getting mad cause I hit more chicks than they spoke to. And everytime I'm in a jam I always find a loophole, I got a crime record longer than Manute Bol. And my raps is unbelievable like aliens and flying sorcers No more iron horses cause I'm buying porches. I'm coming straight out the NYC peace to the Kid Carpi, I'm M.V.P. If rap was a game i'll be M.V.P., the most valuable poet on the M.I.C. If rap was a game i'll be M.V.P., the most valuable poet on the M.I.C. It's Big L Battles I loose none I make crues run I get fools done, got ten fingers but only use one. My run is like Machine Gun Kelly, with a black skully, Put one in your belly, leave you smelly, and take your Pelle Pelle. I'm the neighborhood lampor, punani vamper, mess around you'll find My silk Boxers in your mommy's hamper. And nowadays girls want you for your money, I'm like Hev, I got nothing but love for you honey. And yes I'm living slick and my pockets are thick, I need surgery to get chicks removed from my (chill) I'm coming straight out the N.Y.C., raps my job, and I'm M.V.P.

There is a place that I used to go Given it's name by the buffalo Filled me up and eased my pain Washed my soul without the rain Oh Aberdeen, you've been calling to me Calling me to make my way back home To that cool summer breeze And those old evergreens The only place to rest my weary bones Soon I will go and free my heart To that sage and stone beneath the stars Clear my mind and float my soul To lay down all my sorrows Oh Aberdeen, you've been calling to me Calling me to make my way back home To that cool summer breeze And those old evergreens The only place to rest my weary bones