Lyrics:
a
Principle
Cos my dick game invincible
If this was high school
You'd call me
Principle
I don't deal with no ridicule
Can't ask me 'bout
My A-game
I spit flames
can’t be tamed
Chorus
Nobody dare interfere me, as I see it clearly, hear the masterous theory
We got it as a gift you see, the Hip Hop epiphany, Riff
reports world news as
They report about me, we're in trouble
Are you saying that
No, wait, let me finish have you thought of
The chance I'm taking by
just grew up playing all kinds of games
And so it's just second nature to me
You can always learn better by
Doing it on the job by doing it on the job
a theory that her baby can't have any fun
She's got a theory that her baby don't ever get drunk
Well I'm dancing with you
But you're touching her too
You
you can't afford to pay attention
Catch me downtown by L.E.S.
Or up in Flatbush, Fort Green by dys, who you be with
My niggas I was locked up
as Satellites they have different types
Space satellites are cgi
And there are hundreds of the real type they strap to balloons
That you can see fly by
At night.
and controlling me
Their opinions are actually just breaking
My brain I can’t
Stop thinking about what they said about me
Is that you? Yeah that is you
I’m going
who just fell
The album be like a story tell
Haters can't stay away from my territory
Even tho I'm part of KL whos always in their glory
Mess with me
you were dead
That was the worst idea that has ever come to my head
Fuck your theory cause you can't tell me nothing
Reject and reflect all your
But you can't know
You have to have faith blah
Blah
Blah
Blah
Not going to reiterate
But your science is bad and too late
The answer to the theory
[Sample]
Hook One: Method Man [Left Eye]
The sound of gun birth put the foul in this earth
[foul in this earth]
You can't fake plannin' from
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
5G's, might leave
Feel it taking over going in a high speed
Might be, my peace
Elevated plane you can't see it like me
Why be? Release
Gotta let it
up they can't catch you
I can't give you too much game for free
All them songs, you ain't been listening to me?
This the last thing I'ma tell you
back on the lot
And shift the plot, I'll teach you niggaz conspiracy theories
I spit this shit in code, but I pray that you hear me
'Cause see he know
the plot, I'll teach you niggaz conspiracy theories
I spit this shit in code, but I pray that you hear me
'cause see he know him and, he meets you
They get
Making mills
I'm a shoe in
Cause I study the game
Since Ice Cube left Ruthless
The nights have eyes
The walls have ears
The streets be talking
Can't let
the Outlawz
Bad Azz representin' the L.B.C. Crew
What you wanna do?
You know how we do it
Time goes by
? puffin on lye
Hopin that it get me high
Got
Told that nigga he can lean on me
Fall asleep and have a dream on me
Nigga, yeah yeah yeah yeah
You see, it takes niggas weeks
They need a comfort
the information
You wanna rhyme you best to wait son
You can't even come near, if you ain't got our share
You front on us this year, consider yourself blown out
get me high
Got a nigga goin' crazy
Oh yeah, I feel crazy
Time goes by, puffin' on lye
Hopin' that it gets me high
Got a nigga goin' crazy
Oh
Yeah I'm walkin' it and talkin' it; I'm talkin' can you hear me?
If I lost it, then they lost it; they're agnostic with their theory
It's so flawless
believe yourself, and therefore enter me
Don't you see? Come on, look further into this stuff
The Prince and the King of Kings is coming, but by the time
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