Lyrics:
and you fry in my iron furnace
I am on my get rich or die tryin' like when Em was signin' Curtis
'Cause I am murderous
Joe Budden, Jersey City, New
to get that bitch off my screen
She don't wanna fuck Alex Sheehan
Nah, she wanna get fucked by Eskimo Supreme
Somebody tell these young fellas
Stop
the complete lock and beat stop
Now all the horny heffers wanna dangle on my er
Down by the dungeon with the cracks on the wall
Buffoon I’m like a mink while
test? smash your face in
[Building Block]
Yeah, yo, yo; my shops cop ?more ‘neath?
Things in caster rock
And get you open with the combination, like
They think that they know, something 'bout my life
Not in the same class, not on the same flight
Maybe the same club, just not the same lights
chase it
And replace it with the elephant in the room with a facelift
Step into another rappers shoes usin' new laces
I'm Sellin' CD's from my
the beacon
Booth tired from the beatin'
Had foreplay all day
Prepin' the beatin' the mic for a threesome
With my vocal's bi-coastal, speakin' 'til their
the beacon
Booth tired from the beatin'
Had foreplay all day
Prepin' the beatin' the mic for a threesome
With my vocal's bi-coastal, speakin' 'til their
use my brains when I'm ("drivin' round")
Step in the car and go
Round down by your lady and I
Be waiting at the door
We bout to go ("drivin'
use my brains when I'm ("drivin' round")
Step in the car and go
Round down by your lady and I
Be waiting at the door
We bout to go ("drivin'
jack-o-latern
Yo?, I know some kids funny Silly Putty PlayDoh
They want to step to farms, and build a hay dough
I drag bodies on down the yellow brick road,
New shit, new shit, kids on the block like Steady the new shit
Carry a pool stick if you think you got balls to knock me outta my pulpit
Better chance
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
intolerant
"I worked too hard to get my baby ballin' kid!"
Down the fives - had me blue collar poppin' it
Now I'm in the club - and look who I get it
"whack"tose intolerant
"I worked too hard to get my baby ballin' kid! "
Down the fives - had me blue collar poppin' it
Now I'm in the club - and look who I
just like it
Poin up cc by the fo' I need another one just like it
Candy drippin clean off the doe I need another one just like it
New real estate by
and good rap
Black Pendleton ball cap
We don't share the same synonyms, fall back
Been in it before Internet had new hacks
My innocence limited,
sucked late at night by a fuckin' transvestite
Still on probation for stranglin' my boy Jason
Should be taking my medication, it's 9 to 10 I'm facin'
the news
All my bitches winnin', how it feel to lose?
Nigga tryna get the box like he finna move
Bitch, I'm at my pinnacle I used to shop at Pinnacle,
Aiyyo dot dot dot who is it the prime wizard
Erykah Badu izm smoker vocal chord woof choker
Now who block is this? (Yo yo yo no no chill chill
of energy
Milo In De Dance is the new identity
One-two mic check
Select for the ruffnecks that tend to wander, I come (correct)
In my cyphers on blocks, I
while my engineer mix the volume (Vocals)
You best step out my way for I break you don't make me move you
No i ain't gone shoot you just punish and abuse
i'm up in the club still getting carded
But once i put my flow on
Let me in and wait for me to get started
Take your seat now because soon you'll both
to party, live it up, pop Don and Cris
In a lake with a waterproof on my wrist
Been a professional, now I'm starting to mix
We rhyme to kick
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