Lyrics:
my mind creep
Deeper than the page of a book let me look
You let me hit the stage, that's when I got my folks hooked like
D.E.E.P. you want to go
Except Martin
No Desmond Tutu- or Tunka Manin no Shaka Zulu Just Slaves in irons
Only Queen I knew was Nefertiti,
But books made her white, not black
baby, the nature of the business is unstable
Especially when your project ain't properly promoted by your label
E'ry album I put out gold or platinum,
The name is Eazy Bob Wizzy
You welcome to the album fam
You welcome to the album fam
You welcome to the album fam
You welcome to the album fam
A yo l go by
land
G4G you can't beat the team, it's the one only, endorsed by the VP
Oh no I think I might pee pee, lets go stinky you can't get me
I got the man in
Games
The time to adapt to this new phase,
This new album gonna cause flames
Can't take the heat? Get out my lane
(Verse 1)
Ok, I'll admit, lately Iv'e
Yeah
Tryna figure out the difference
But I think, think the lines are starting to get blurred
I'm in a strange place
I feel like Ma$e when he
Yeah
Tryna figure out the difference
But I think, think the lines are starting to get blurred
I'm in a strange place
I feel like Ma$e when he
the window, see the corner that I bent it
It's just so simple when we get so D.E.E.P.
Learn a lesson, pick up the album when it hits the streets like
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
freestyle
That's why it's a free-style
Woo, Y'all know
This is the outro of the album y'all
I finna use 5 minutes
To explain myself y'all
You know the thing
Mark it as another project in the books
Another album where I wrote all of the verses and hooks
A fuckin comeback, one album after another
Producing
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
a man like D-E-E, come on
Come on do you really think I give
Two shit's if you're greazy?
I don't think so
You man ain't seen greazy yet
When my mandem
the endin'
My short stories winnin' and keep the beats spinnin'
[Chorus]
You know the name, P.E.!
You know the game, P.E.!
We ain't for the game
We for
Yeah, it's CMG the album, nigga, you know what I'm sayin'?
History
You ain't never seen this many gangsters in the same squad
You never seen this
for ya
Had to book this session just to ask it to ya
You could call me nike by the way that I'm checkin' on ya
Wanna ask if you gonna ride when
said it by mistake
My t-shirts make more money than your mixtape
I tell a boy Boy Better
Know it’s money making season
I book a flight to New York for no
parlay and desi
E C the mob
Gotti and pesci
You fuckin’ wit’ 12
Like laura and eddie
Damn
Better make way
Album dropping
Niggas screaming may day
From
indie records show up in a W-E-A box?
By saying your independent, you belittle the whole movement
Real emcee's work hard, ain't got investors to put out
and shifty, quickly call Swifty
To do a drive-by on the tenth speed with 50
Ya feelin' lucky? Squeeze
I catch you outside of Chuck E. Cheese
With your seed,
and shifty, quickly call Swifty
To do a drive-by on the tenth speed with 50
Ya feelin' lucky? Squeeze
I catch you outside of Chuck E. Cheese
With your seed,
ain't got to get all extremely too personal on your albums
When you not surrounded by bigger artists to fucking boost you
Nigga you called me, I didn't
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
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