Lyrics:
out, man. I mean, look at 'em!
HEY! HEY!
They know something I obviously don't know
Because...
I'm a 98 lb weakling, man who looks like Mick Luvvin
the one some think is great?
I'm that one (son of a gun!)
Drivin' by wavin' my fist
Makin' 'em mad when I'm goin' like this
Top gun, never on the run
every time she come around
Just call her Ali by the way she knock 'em down
Or maybe LB cause that ass weight a pound
I'mma stand like a boss, watch
before my paper was tight
Boo, you's a real bitch
I write that real shit
That them niggaz just got to get with
I bounce in and out of town just like
Likes to judge people in many wrong
Ways i felt judged by many people and
That every time that I judged somebody
They always took offense to it
But I
Hands like hams
Knees like trees
200 lbs
Of surfboard Hercules
Mr. atlas won't you bring her on back to me
I lost my girl down by the beach
She's
actin'
I'm smackin' niggaz in they face
For the 9-8
My DJ Warren G and my homeboy Nate
The game won't wait
So we paper chase
And watch out for them
get a little piece of this
thang here like that there, trip.
Let a nigga from the E.S. L.B. D.P. beat that pussy
'til it's soft & mushy I love that
things get better for you
'Cause I'ma make things get better for me
And keep it Doggystyle, hottest thing out the LB
The L-L-G wit D-P-G by the sea
We
actin'
I'm smackin' niggaz in they face
For the 9-8
My DJ Warren G and my homeboy Nate
The game won't wait
So we paper chase
And watch out for them
a European watch
On a different time
I used to run around with a MAC-10
Back when I was 20 years old
That was back then (30)
30 clip in the 40, move yayo like
The general a criminal do low
Admit 'cause I'm wit it then I spit it and lit it
Niggaz timid in my vision I cause tension and thinkin'
By my presence I
phone, like who givin' brain next?[00:19.97]Play it by ear, bitch, fuck whats next[00:21.95]Bitch wanna fuck, so i put it in her neck[00:23.93]Gettin' so
a new coupe roof panoramic
When they see the VV's on me they stop yeah they staring
I been smoking by the Lb
9th grade I was rockin' LV
There was
Live like 9-5, I rhyme and come alive
My grind divides fine through my divine eyes
It's prime time, you wish you could buy time, but it's my time
Cheri Lady'!
And it goes down... like that. Come on!
Oh, I can't explain
Every time it's the same
Oh I feel that it's real
Take my heart
I've been
Similar intellect, caveman
In the studio slaving on days end
And I'm folding your mind like some ray-bands
LB bout to cross borders, vacation
And I
'm back, you're pissed
Keep running your mouth
I'll run in your house and kidnap your kids
Faith like Evans
I'm a survivor, pricks wanna send but get 187
By
And you hitting RB, LB, for some reason you still missing
No you just got hacked by Sombra man I swear you ain't just tripping
That's some dynamite from
LB be'ness
Yeah, I go by the name of Khrysis
(My nigga Khrysis on the beat)
One half of the Away Team
And right now, you in tuned to the biggest
the Jell-O for Bill Cosby
They all just mortals in combat
With a God I cage kick him like Johnny
My flow dope like 30 damn 30 milligram Roxies
Watch me spit
tho[00:23.23]I like bein by myself too much know you hear the dial tone[00:26.67]It's not on purpose I Feel furthest from the milestone[00:30.06]I'm gonna work so
on a birthday cake
I’m a problem like 104 divided by 8
Multiply it by infinity manifest the trinity
Represent the holy ghost God grant me serenity
To accept what
strong
I'm gonna shut you up
Put you down like a beast
At least you die by my hand
Im not expecting u to understand
When you sleep six feet deep
It's
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