"Wooden Horse" lyrics

"Wooden Horse"

So any time you're gettin' low, 'stead of lettin' go
Just remember that ant...

Oops there goes another rubber tree plant
(Oops there goes another rubber tree)
Oops there goes another rubber tree plant
(Oops there goes another rubber tree)

Oops there goes another rubber tree plant
(Oops there goes another rubber tree)
Oops there goes another rubber tree plant
(Oops there goes another rubber tree)

Now I came to rock, I came to move the crowd
I came screamin' out loud
No other choice is this bad new voice
Can't wait to sit in my new Rolls Royce
You soft and moist, sweet like cake
Don't be scared to lie down in the bed you make
And if you fake, I'm like Alexander the Great
A conqueror, stompin' ya, for even steppin' to the plate
Now you think I'm late but I'm right on time
You had your chance to do it now it's my turn to shine
Keep in mind, you ain't heard my flow in a while
And I still ain't heard nobody that can fuck with my style
Juliet child nigga cook MC's, Craig Mack baby 1000 degrees
Stand back nigga I'ma shake this place
And look just when you thought it was safe?

Oops there goes another rubber tree plant
(Oops there goes another rubber tree)
Oops there goes another rubber tree plant
(Oops there goes another rubber tree)

Oops there goes another rubber tree plant
(Oops there goes another rubber tree)
Oops there goes another rubber tree plant
(Oops there goes another rubber tree)

Now inside the streets Craig Mack's a living Legend
Nuclear weapon better watch where you steppin'
Story at 6 and see the film at 11
You can be Kit but I'm like Frank Drebin
Mary Lou Retton, flippin' on ya'll
You can use Motrin, Advil or Tylenol
Just to see me ball make your chick wanna follow
Rock the Meadowlands you got booed on Apollo
Real hard to swallow wanna know how come?
Cause I'm hot-dog probably burying meat off your tongue
So from now on till thy king-don-com
The sea-son has begun from my style to weigh a ton
Kill you for fun but I ain't playin no games (no games)
And I ain't sayin no names (uh-uh)
But next time you kill somebody make sure they dead
But wait, you can check this in-stead

Oops there goes another rubber tree plant
(Oops there goes another rubber tree)
Oops there goes another rubber tree plant
(Oops there goes another rubber tree)

Oops there goes another rubber tree plant
(Oops there goes another rubber tree)
Oops there goes another rubber tree plant
(Oops there goes another rubber tree)

I see you made it to the bonus round, see my crown?
Pretty, too bad you can't touch it
I'm like Pompeii first time it erupted
Chicks still call acting hungry as a buzzard
You can let your man dump it hug it and love it
Touch it and rub it, Mack nigga, that's why it sounds undiscovered
Explode like L. Ron Hubbard, on the Dianetics Cover, smother a brother
Been "Lethal" for years ask Gibson and Glover
Your man be like "Help! ", lying in the gutter
Just like that, "Splash me the Cash"
Shit I'm like Duke Nukem get ready for combat
I now pronounce you man and wife
You may, kiss the coffin it's the end of your life Mr. Mack
And I know how to land this bird
Bet I see you 2000 nigga that's my word

So any time you're gettin' low, 'stead of lettin' go
Just remember that ant

Oops there goes another rubber tree plant
(Oops there goes another rubber tree)
Oops there goes another rubber tree plant
(Oops there goes another rubber tree)

Oops there goes another rubber tree plant
(Oops there goes another rubber tree)
Oops there goes another rubber tree plant
(Oops there goes another rubber tree)


Writer(s): Sammy Cahn, Craig Mack, Jimmy Van Heusen
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