Much Too Much Lyrics

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Much Too Much Lyrics

by Gang Starr

Verse one:



Other mcs in the place know I’m much too much

And I’ll bust ’em all up without even cussing

All wannabe’s are never ever gonna be nothin’

Gang starr’s in the house and we’re crushing

So suckers better be up on their p’s and q’s and

Competition come against me and you’re losing

I’ll use a simple style just to catch you snoozing

Wake up wake up kid read the news and

Take heed cuz you need to see how battles are won

When a real man displays how it must be done

And I snuff bum mcs and keep the cashflow comin’

And never had no problems getting women

I’m like a catalyst causin’ a chain reaction

Dopest vocalist ad now the main attractionn

Things turn gold at my slightest touch

That’s why the people say that I’m much too much



Chorus:



I’m much too much

I’m much too much

I’m much too much

I’m much too much



Verse two:



Check the g-u-r-u yes the brother who’s progressing

If beats are cake I’m frosting, if salad I’m dressing

Never stressing or guessing or messing around man

Just turn up the system so the beat can be pounding

Blasting out your radio my vocals surrounding

Take a trip uptown and come back down and

And kick it with the fellas I call my crew so

I’m gettin’ kinda fat like a big huge sumo

I figure that I’m due and it’s true cuz you know

A rapper this nice oughtta clock mad dough

Not the stuff from the baker but the loot yo the paper

I set up shop and drop gems and catch ’em later

Cuz I’m like keeping it moving, improving steadily

Pumping kinda loud in your blazer or cherokee

Doesn’t matter what you drive, automatic or clutch

Just pop in my tape cuz I’m much too much



Chorus



Verse three:



I walk in the room unload a boom that’s like sonic

My slick voice to the beat is symphonic

To a biting mc my lines are toxic and chronic

My mystical style is like harmonic

I’ve rarely had a difficulty slaying mcs

Cuz the ones who were toughest still begged on their knees

And I wreck the set with the greatest of ease

And you know I’m swift like the breeze

I’ll never understand why a wack rapper tries and

Convinces himself that his image is so fly and

That’s the type of crap you know I’m not buying

Chumps lack the beats and their rhymes don’t apply and

That’s why I’ve come into your life today

Just to make you sweat in my unique way

I’m controlling all action dissing mc ducks

That’s why everybody knows that I’m much too much



Chorus



Outro:



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(mack a mil)(mack a mil)(mack a mil)

(mack a mil)(mack a mil)(mack a mil)