Yo,
MC
Milk
D is back!
Yo, I'm the baddest mamma
jamma on this side of town.
Here to let you know that everything is funny
when your pocket's full of money.
You know what I'm saying?
Is everybody ready to do this?
Come on
Terrence, break it down!
Check.
M -I -L -K -D -double -E
Believe it or not, it is
Milk
D.
I got a quote right off
TV
Milk does the body good, you see
It starts buggin' when
there's trouble
Beepers beep in a double
This kid's upset cause his
girl got smacked
Impulsed on milk and got attacked
It's a shame cause he was a nice guy
But he made
Milk
D get fired
The boy got played and slayed
So yo, what he better keep,
G?
Keep band -aids, body guards,
roll real hard
What this means is suckers are barred
I'm slammin' till I'm gone
Who got it going?
On the road again
Down the road
Down the road
Down
On the road again
Down the road
Dude, people get dissed
thinking they're fat
Remember, whose pockets are fat?
Suckers get mopped and milked and more
So what the hell you come in here for?
Yo, car gets stomped, rushed and crushed
By the way, I don't smoke no dust
I bust up parties till walls come down
That's on any broad in town
I roll like
SWAT, drug task force
Hit them biddies who think they're boss
Yo, what's up with that?
Yo, gizzle, kick!
Yo,
Milk, watch your back, cause it's a trick.
Step in clubs with
Milk
D tactics, flying kicks and
double backflips.
Many styles will come to play when
Milk
D must destroy and slay them.
Whatever you do, don't make me say.
Bring your crew and make my day.
I'll rip shop till shop is torn.
I'm going on the road.
Now now now now now
now now now
Now now now now now
now now now now now now
Now now now
now I know you know it's milky
Whatever you do don't step
to me with some fudiness
Cause I might get pissed
And 99 .9 % of the time you
know you're gonna get dissed
Yo, I know it seems cruel and unfair,
but remember, I am the milk and I don't care!
more can I say?
What more can I say?
What more can
I...
What more can
I...
What more can I say?
Swing!
What more can I say, I say?
Yo, pop that sh!
We'll fly them heads,
grab a cup as I pour it on,
Or dance until your breath is gone
I drop bombs like a bomber
Hold your girl, cause I might pull her
It doesn't matter what the color
I take a white light brown and dollar
What I'm saying is I
don't discriminate
Any size or color's great
Just be clean or I'll get
mean and turn my back
In fact, jump back
Damn, I hurt myself
But it's okay cause I own much wealth
I keep rockin' until I'm gone
I got it going on the road again
the road
Unroll the gear
Down the road
Down the road
Down the road
Down the road
Now boy, now you know you cannot be walking
around here with this I don't care attitude.
Don't you know an I don't
care person is homeless?