Lyrics:
Glaring into my son's eyes
Reveals a pain
I felt her in the day (insanity)
It was all about the pussy
If you can get it
A little girl like me
Never
Glaring into my son's eyes
Reveals a pain
I felt her in the day (insanity)
It was all about the pussy
If you can get it
A little girl like me
Never
to the bank
I get everything I want, and everything I see
I'm a pimp by blood, just like Jay-Z
I might be in a white tee, wearing fresh chucks and some
little peanut (oh, yeah?)
Wait, where'd you get that little dance? (Over here)
Like them idiots in Waco, you're burning up in Bako
Where your father
little peanut (oh, yeah?)
Wait, where'd you get that little dance? (Over here)
Like them idiots in Waco, you're burning up in Bako
Where your father
Yeah! and I've set up and turned out this state
With my own two hands
We've traveled this land packed tight in minivans
And all this for the fans,
a little quick kill
So easy
Now I'm switching up on my path bruh
Shawty was draining my chakra
But i woke up from this tsukuyomi
The new me she won't get
Wriggilin' meat fitter
Gold medal ho hitter
Blue ribbon pink tickler
LIL' SHANK, PLUG 'DAT PUSS!!
Tighten up baby, 'cause I'm startin' to push
When it comes
in your hands
Always up my ass askin' me if I'mma sign 'em
But ya, it don't flow, it don't flow
I catch a buzz with the Dom Pérignon
When Jerry
I'm goin' sharpen ya blades
Let's get it on
Videos with bullets flying through Korn
Blow! Footage turn ya camcords on
It's the underground nigga
to tell a story, oh, baby!
Blood on the walls, street life
America's worst nightmare, ahead by light years
Hip hop's only shining star in the night's
blocks from park place
It was a set up, professionally how he got wet up
Closed casket service; the guy said he jerked eminem, and coolio
Plus korn -
touched shrimp we was Korn fed widit
So the thread different
thaka le tlala, Majakathata - we in it for the long haul
Legacies are fought for - on your
and packed like silica
Run up a man in the cinema
Don't give a fuck if he's watching a movie
I'll drag him out by his shoe string
Pour out his juice drink
Used
(Matrix play with it straight hit it get all they face with it)
Head is lighter than a feather
(The killers the dealers the cutthroats)
Korn
at night you better creep
Bet not do no drive-by's get up close and on 'yo feet
Go replay that intro nigga 'cause it's long live dee
Can't forget about Tay
listening to Korn
Hit the hotel
Bought out all the rooms smoking out the whole floor
Fans in the lobby standing by the brochures
Knocking on the door
got me
No you won't ever find me downloading porn
Just Haggard and Jones, Limp Bizkit and Korn
And I could use some Brooks and Dunn
So Fire up
glistening
Just trying to get out the place I'm imprisoned in
Tried fitting in
By taking me out
The person you knew but knew nothing about
This is the point I
you wanna, if you wanna
I'm addicted to the feeling
You getting when you a boss
I just trade four 50s
To flip em to get em off
They just paid me
This is going out to my brothers in the new school
All the white boys with the dreads and the Korn tattoos
Because youth and friendship and Korn
don't even care
Go and have a shot of jager
And grow a mother fuckin pair
You think your high class
And you'll just get a pass
You're so stuck up that
I let my thirsty boots wander all over
And they come home with lies about women
And in the evening toe up to the stars
Sun is comin' up
drugs
Hard hard drugs
Like I'm shooting up
The feeling of making music
I can't get enough
And when I can't listen to it
Man that shit is rough
Eclectic
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