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Open the door, Richard
Open the door and let me in 
Open the door, Richard 
Richard, why don't you open that door

I met old zeke standing
Open the door, Richard
Open the door and let me in 
Open the door, Richard 
Richard, why don't you open that door

I met old zeke standing
right in front of him."

"This is not a generational thing you don't even have to know 
Who Richard Nixon was to be a victim of his ugly Nazi
I'm just like anyone
I dream of being someone
Fixed on growing young
Man, ain't it fun 
I put up a real good front
Act real nonchalant
If I
Mix-a-Lot a slut?
I might get banned, but I still like butts!
Mm! lay 'em on the table
Dr Richard's willin and able
Not sexist, just sexy
Do I like
harmony

We'll sing na na na, na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na, na na na
Na na na na na

I was sitting on my front porch when she came walking by
She was
take it
Cause most niggas never make it they stranded where I'm from
Ain't no conversation all they understand is get a gun
I was riding in my Bona
take it
Cause most niggas never make it they stranded where I'm from
Ain't no conversation all they understand is get a gun
I was riding in my Bona
hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
'Cause I got my little lady right by my side
She's a-tryin' to hide
Pretendin' she don't know me

I's out there
Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
'Cause I got my little lady right by my side.
(Right there
Proud as can be)

I's out there paintin'
and stealing my fathers quarters dimes and nickels

I discovered religion watching Luke skywalker rescue princess Layia 
And destroying the death star by
hate it, its like you can't avoid it
I'm in the front of plane sitting right next to the driver
You ain't nothing but some cheap pussy lil' nigga I'll
down, tapped the blunt out
Grabbed her by her hair, watched blondie love whip my dick out
Spit drippin' down my balls, she slobber me
That's right, suck
my people on the front lines

People, my people are dyin'
And we see it all the time
Don't know where our future would be
If he's not here, how do
to make a fist.
Everybody die, gon' bury me alive.
Grab life by the horns, put the bullshit aside.
Glock clip full like the moon in the sky.
I'm at the gas
signed by Hov and Dame?
And ran to Jacob and made the new Jesus chains?
In Jesus' name, let the choir say
"I'm on fire, ay," that's what Richard Pryor say
Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
'Cause I got my little lady right by my side.
(Right there
Proud as can be)

I's out there paintin'
real. 
I'm 'bout to do my thing to shine. 
Said everybody
Shine. 
See'mon."

It's not luck that I'm sittin' here 
Spittin' for y'all.
Preeld in by
signed by Hov and Dame?
And ran to Jacob and made the new Jesus chains?
In Jesus' name, let the choir say
"I'm on fire, ay," that's what Richard Pryor say
get famous they hate it, its like you can't avoid it
I'm in the front of plane sitting right next to the driver
You ain't nothing but some cheap pussy
get famous they hate it, its like you can't avoid it
I'm in the front of plane sitting right next to the driver
You ain't nothing but some cheap pussy
now
Don Bronson, in all white like Don Johnson
You ever had to take a shit while you're trippin'?
Balls off, all the homies by the ball court
Shit hit
signed by Hov and Dame?
And ran to Jacob and made the new Jesus chains?
In Jesus' name, let the choir say
"I'm on fire, ay," that's what Richard Pryor say
Hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, yo
I'm getting real tired of childish ass niggaz judging a book by its cover
Think a pretty motherfucker won't get
to get run over by the roadrunner
No wonder no one don't wanna go
And jump in front of a fuckin' runaway locomotive
Or get thrown up under it just tryna