Lyrics:
code intervenes
I'm out to scout the areas that remains to be seen
(What?)
Well, many many digits had me seeking in my Wizard
Man, who's
Floating on a leg
Pissing from a keg
The future is in eggs, the future is in eggs
Spying without ??chim??
Choking out a grin
??Splitting?? kids in cub scout
My name's in the paper where I took the boy scouts to hike
My hands're all dirty from working on my little boy's bike
The preacher came by and I
owns a claim
But a star is still a star by any other name
Well now everybody's worried about a good look
But they need to be worried about a good
Look bitch, I'm out there
Camp fire lit
Boy Scout meeting's they talk of me
Even they leaders got memories of me, I'm out there
Forensic scientists
the tires out, my ride is a joke
I'm surrounded by an army,
Quickly losing all hope
I threw my ninja poof ball,
Disappeared into the smoke
They got
ninety-eight pounds; put on quite a show
Remind ya of a couple a' Cub Scouts tryin' ta set up a Sears, Roebuck pup tent
There's no proposition that she couldn't
three, four, five o clock in the mornin', you know I'm tryin' to see more
{"Alone in the street"} All day, all night, All by myself, you know that I'm all
the showdown high noon
Men dressed all black, yo pon cock platoon
Outlaws, shedding blood by the liter
Saddle up, ride into the sun, done defeat ya
Ride out
toes, like fuck it, had a hard knock life as a child
Three-twenty-three in ninety-nine, got notified by the scout
Jumped off the porch, father in prison
Eenie Meenie Miney Mo
Got designer head to toe
Catch a tiger by it's toe
My name Kung Pao
Now you Know
Eenie Meenie Miney Mo
Rollin' round with my
niggas by my hood chawin litchies
Chilling with' em niggas now they hatin, turnin snitches
I be runnin runnin turnin from the truth and always hidin
I be
and go
like a cold in the wind
Rebound to the next
They match with on hinge
Fumbled around by the NFL team
Legs in the air like they pushing a swing
You'll get enslaved by the snare tap
It's just like a bear trap, cause the beat's all legit
Even hotter than house, they sent scouts that didn't Return
Past books and lockers, I'm lead scout
For one more glance at you
Your backpack propped up by the chair
Red as the colour of your hair
Approach you? No,
gone by
Oh those old Rhodie photies
Made me laugh but also made me cry
There was snap of me and mom
Soaking wet but arm in arm
When we went without our
to beat slow death by self doubt
Maybe if I'd been a Boy Scout and always blindly picked the right route
Voices in my head so loud too furious I'm about
know my father well
If a better blade was ever made
It was probably forged in hell
My father was a good man
A lawyer by his trade
And only once did I
debris
And bad programs of landmines
That remind me of the sexiest of slow jams
I pull a Glock or fiver murder the group by numbers
I was nursed by
yo body mind, squaddy life lost
Ride pon mi toll road, ah di by pass
And you naw stop a toll boat you a fly pass
Shawn Storm nah di forcast
Take weh
see the scout who told, it's gettin' peeled right now
L's up 'til I die, blood, sweat and some tears
Death jam they send me, complete by kid
Side by side like chicken and fries
Hustle everyday cah di money feel nice
Keep yuh reward and gimme di cash prize
Fuck accolades, di dollars a my
Once upon a time, there was a little black girl
In the Brewster Projects of Detroit, Michigan
At fifteen, she was spotted by an Ebony Fashion Fair
Once upon a time, there was a little black girl
In the Brewster Projects of Detroit, Michigan
At fifteen, she was spotted by an Ebony Fashion Fair
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