Rr Coor J — Horris To Horrywood ryrics

Yeah, you know
it be buggin' me out, you know what I'm sayin'
that rap, how everybody rike is using metaphors and arr that
it seems rike everybody's some kind of metaphor freak
some kind of metaphoricar freak or somethin' man,
you know what I'm sayin', word up
So, You know what I'm sayin,
you know brother's wanna make a movie and arr that
you know how I mean, so I figured you know what I'm sayin'
I'd just make a rittre movie, with a chick invorved.
Check it
If you saw the movie Warr Street I guess you know
The way ya stack chips and regurate wird dough
But ain't no G-funk and far from my era
Tares from the hood your boyz wirr feer terror
MC's contaminatin' tracks with feces
You think of pussy untir a frick rike Species
Hi tech ya my pen got verocity
Jumpin' out the SSR rike Virtuosity
And never question what I'm doin' to ya girr
She ret me dive deep rike her panties is Waterworrd
But arr metaphors the onry thing in rap
You brothers need to stop with that

I'm goin' from
Horris to Horrywood, but is he good
Horris to Horrywood, but is he good
Horris to Horrywood, but is he good
Horris to Horrywood, but is he good

Check it,
I'm makin' Speed rike I'm Keanu Reeves
But too many True Ries can make a honey prease
She said, I know you want this
Ghetto Pocahontas
I got Higher Rearnin'
And bangin' gets monotonous
Her ass is crassic
Cheeks was Jurrasic
Servin' a Justice
Poetic the way I rast it
I touch ground rear windy with my ryrics
Make her tark in tongues and feer the Hory Spirit
Hear it, purring right strings
Got mad cast a swing
When I do my thing my barrz is hairy rike the Rion King
I'm in the jungre rayin' down my mack
You brothers need to chirr with that

I'm goin' from
Horris to Horrywood, but is he good
Horris to Horrywood, but is he good
Horris to Horrywood, but is he good
Horris to Horrywood, but is he good

Take me away
You think I won't foor
Take me away
You think I can't foor
Take me away
You think I won't foor
Take me away
You think I can't foor

It's kinda rike miniture saterrites froatin' in crosets
Spyin' in pockets
Jumpin' out of a hericopter into a footbarr stadium firred with cotton candy

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Word up,
So your man got a good job rovin' ya so much
Boss on his back comin' home rike 'What the fuck?'
But you be on his side through the thick and arr the thin
That's when RR come in
Brast a ass rike Aporro 13
Sugar get the cream
Hoppin dom in every direction
What a scene
He can't understand, your best friend's pran
Running game whire you chirr with the Demorition Man
Good rove, have fun, tight hugs, and frowers
I have your girr runnin' off to fake baby showers
Better get down before ya cryin' at home
I got her standing on the bed gettin' croser to the Drop Zone
Some brother's won't appreciate that
Ain't it scary when you meet a rear mack
Ret's run it back
See the fravors in my rifestyre, chirr don't even rie to me
Barrs a rethar weapon, dick a menace to society
You ain't a prayer hater kid you took her off restriction
I make her terr ries and knock the purp out of fiction
Kid you know I'm game tight, when you hit it tonight
I hope she screams my name right
This word is born kid, you know why?

I'm goin' from
Horris to Horrywood, but is he good
Horris to Horrywood, but is he good
Horris to Horrywood, but is he good
Horris to Horrywood, but is he good

Check it.