Grandmaster Melle Mel — One More

(Intro) Hate makers Crack music Sending out an all points bulletin- Biggest nigga I've ever seen headed to Las Vegas He's armed and extremely dangerous Last seen in a black Benz playing rap music (Chorus) Guess I got one more road to follow Guess I got one more pill to swallow Guess I got one more silver dollar And you can't catch me I'm a midnight rider Guess I got one more nigga to choke out Guess I got one more hole to poke out Guess I got one more stolen dollar And you can't catch me I'm a midnight rider (Verse One) The gun show shit on tracks like a hobo, nigga Nice with the crew, even the dough low, nigga Awe man, you just a homo, nigga Bring a bitch back like I'm Bolo, nigga Screwed your whole industry Use my own imagery Who? My own history Ooh, she wanna get with me Young broad, she hung George She done sure ? The run talk got like cunt tore ? Come one all I need is one more shot at a hendo And I'm going in, yo She came with ? titties and endo ? Hitting shit She dripping like a faucet And she gonna thank the sperm bank for making a deposit One more diamond is stable One more baby daddy jaw wired up like cable Maybe once I had one flaw But never more Hardcore, gun whore Gun store, gun tour (Chorus) One more chick in the Phantom And then I got one more stuck in the mansion And then I got one more silver dollar And you can't catch me I'm a midnight rider I guess I got one more deal to close out I guess I got one more model to hose out And she got one more pill to swallow And you can't catch me I'm a midnight rider (Verse Two) ? ...50 and L, my nigga Ain't nobody fucking with Melle Mel, my nigga Made Eminem, G, and T.I., nigga The Klu Klux Clan can't believe I'm a nigga You'll never be where I've been, motherfucker Never been to jail, just a gym, motherfucker Ahead of my time for 20 and motherfucker Who am I? Where have you been, motherfucker? My own security personnel in hell Rest a million skulls With Melle Mell, stories to tell I'm the illest nigga you ever saw And when I send you to hell Here's a message for the devil Tell him I send him one more trophy to set Put your eyes in your shoes Cause you didn't choose to watch your step And because you wrote fucked up rhymes Put your head in your ass Now you got some hot shit on your mind The gun show, baby The gun show, huh The gun show, baby The gun show, huh The gun show, baby The gun show, huh The gun show, baby The gun show, huh The gun show Now when I say click, click You say bang Click, click Bang Click, click Bang When I say click, click You say bang Click, click Bang Click, click Bang (Verse Three) Muscles got more broad tonight Smacking rappers cause, God damn I ran out of sluts to smack Just one more drop in the bucket Baby gave me some head But it was dead So I ain't all fucking Got one more mountain to climb Cause if the ground was mine Only nigga that could rhyme would rhyme This rap shit is easy as pie You niggas high Your gear is fly but I don't think they made it for guys Talk about clothes My dog got more clothes than you Talk about flow My broad got more flow than you Talk about hoes My hoes got more hoes than you What about shows? My cars get more showed than you Limited edition nigga While you kissing a nigga I'm dissing a nigga And you bitches are pissed at a nigga All I need is one big score And you cats can have rap Gun flow Back door Gun show (Chorus) One more chick in the Phantom And then I got one more stuck in the mansion And then I got one more silver dollar And you can't catch me I'm a midnight rider I guess I got one more deal to close out I guess I got one more model to hose out And she got one more pill to swallow And you can't catch me I'm a midnight rider Hate makers Crack music