LYRICS – Extra Extra

LYRICS – Extra Extra


Extra Extra

By: Moor iLL

Lyrics Extra Extra

 

H00K

Extra-extra, read all about it

Extra-extra, read all about (Here I go)

Extra-extra read all about it

Extra-extra, read all about (Here I go)

Extra-extra, read all about it

Extra-extra, read all about (Here I go)

Extra-extra read all about it

Bout it

Bout

 

V1

5:30 in the morning

It was storming

When I say raining, it was pourin’

More than

Cats and dogs

Rats and frogs

I think I even seen a meerkat and a hog

What is this – The set of Lion King 4?

Get outta here, you mangy animals

Ding-dong there’s a ringing at the door

I didn’t expect it, I grabbed my 44

Who would test this

Fresh kid

Especially since my mind is set with

Nigga methods

So I shoot first fuck the questions

Could give a flying fuck with duck erections

So I light this bitch up like Mel Gibson

And Danny Glover, in Lethal Weapon

Whoever was in front of the store

I’m sure, they’re in heaven

Ya dig

 

H00K

Extra-extra, read all about it

Extra-extra, read all about (Here I go)

Extra-extra read all about it

Extra-extra, read all about (Here I go)

Extra-extra, read all about it

Extra-extra, read all about (Here I go)

Extra-extra read all about it

Bout it

Bout

 

V2

I kick down the door and

The man I’m looking for ran

Down the corridor, yeah

Stumbled down 4 stairs

Tripped over one leg

Through the window and went over the ledge

Poor cat landed on his head

That was his 9th life and all dogs go to heaven

You’re messing with the Moor iLL with the lessons

Checked his I.D. he was a spy from N.Y.

Saw the black market how I made it an empire

Through black America, though it was pimped out

As they wonder why the youth players and pimps now

Give me my money for I smack your chin now

You’re acting like it’s cool for hypocritical shit now

That’s why my followers on some political shit now

A young Dr. Kind draped and dripped out

Only difference is I’m living for my dreams

Gun long as Kareem Malcolm X with the clips

Shit

 

Outro

You godda get yours, I godda get mine

But frontin’ on me’ll have you in the New York Time

You godda get yours, I godda get mine

But frontin’ on me’ll have you in the New York Time

You godda get yours, I godda get mine

But frontin’ on me’ll have you in the New York Time