22 Two's

(Yes you can)
You've been havin' a lot of problems with the law
Too many ladies give these niggaz too many chances
I'ma call you a hoe, too many bitches are shady
Can I kick it?
Without the eight right, maybe you could test my weight, right
Can I kick it?
Mines thinkin' longevity until I'm seventy
Rocked, too many rhymes, cocked, too many nines, too
Can I kick it?
I don't follow any guidelines 'cause too many niggaz ride mine

If you could catch Jay right, on the late night

Too many bitches wanna be ladies, so if you a hoe
Because we don't know how to go in places and act properly
I been around this block, too many times
Can I kick it?
(Yes you can)
'Cause too much black and too much love, equal forever
Doin' your best Jay-Z rendition
Now this is comin' on your new album

Nigga you broke, what the fuck you gon' tell me?

Can I kick it?
That's why, our people don't have anything
(Yo, start the show, start the show)
Mad Wednesday's, Ruby King, DJ Ace, Dang Dash
You can come back anytime, thanks a lot

Jay-Z, Jay-Z, now you know this is a fat track
No question, Jay-Z got too many answers
(Yes you can)
Well I'm gone, check this out
(Yes you can)
Copped to reach my quota, push rock, roll up smooth like on you
But I know you innocent, and I'm behind you 100 percent
Can I kick it?
Too many rough motherfuckers, I got my suspicions
(Yes you can)
Too much West Coast dick-lickin' and too many niggaz on a mission
So I change styles every two rhymes, what the fuck?
Wait a minute, I see my man over there Jay-Z
At your wake as I peak in, look in your casket
Y'all motherfuckers musta hear that Tribe Called Quest, let's do it again
(Yes you can)
Put that champagne down, and kick a lil' freestyle for me tonight
I dip, speak quicker than you ever seen
Adminster pain, next the minister's screamin' your name
You never ready, forever petty minds stay petty
(Yes you can)

Who told me to shut the F up? Get him out of here
Well I'm gone yo, yo, yo
{Wait a minute wait a minute who told me shut the F up?
{Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute
(Hey shut the fuck up)}
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Jay-Z, Dame Dash let me hear that lil' tape of yours, and it's fat
Get him out right now, then I'ma continue my speech
No doubt no doubt, well, it is definitely the bomb

To all my brothers it ain't too late to come together
That you're just a fish in a pool of sharks nigga, listen
On Roc-A-Fella Records in ninety-six

Can I kick it?
Livin' heavenly, fuck, felony after felony, what?
Shall I continue? Check it out, what?

Thank you, he's out of here now, now like I was sayin'
Whole groove like hold-up, swallow up
We gotta build our own business, we gotta get our own
Why don't you come up here and kick a lil' freestyle
Feelin' sarcastic, look at him, still sleepin'
Ace, turn that music down, I smell some reefer, now you see?
Can I kick it?
Too many bitches stuck up from too many sexual advances
Too many brothers wannabe lovers don't know what romance is
Can I kick it?
(Yes you can)
Roc-A-Fella Records, we all behind you
But you know I do wanna say somethin' to you, I know
I'm not gonna continue this show, until you throw him out
Too many faggot niggaz, clockin' my spendin'
That's 22 two's for y'all motherfuckers out there, you know what I mean?
(Yes you can)
Exercisin' you're, gay like minds like Richard Simmons