Lyric Wannabe Gangstar

I am a wannabe
You better be careful around me
I come from far away, where mustang dreams are made
And we are fashioned in the image of the Don s who have come before us
We all kiss the rings of sand like our fathers told us.

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Cause I m a wannabe gangstar, better go back to Commack
I m a wannabe gangstar, better go back to Commack
I m a wannabe gangstar, better go back to Commack, better go back to far away.

Like a lemon pie a la mode, my nine is easy to load
Aall hail Jericho
Turnpike Teck
That s where I go to learn the things about the universe I ll need
So I can build a stamped
Cause I m all up in your face again, I m all up in your face.

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A wannabe gangstar, a victim of the chromosome prankster
I thanks ya, I sits back in my chair to contemplate my hair
OOH DAMN, I reak of cologne
But yo I m lookin snappy, I m nappy, I m crappy, got jimmy hats from pappy
So now I m trigger happy
(Girl did he just rhyme crappy with happy ?)
Yeah, so you girlies wanna get wit this nit wit, got Cheese Whiz or not?
Then I m a hafta blow up ya mail box BIATCH!
Or toilet paper ya front yard, show the cops my Suburbs Card
They gotta let me go cause they know that I m hard
It s the deal it s for real, ya betta listen to what I m tellin ya . . .
Cause I m a wannabe gangstar.

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