Lyrics:
pull up, hop out, say the name on 'em (coast)
Do my lil thang, spit a flame on 'em (coast)
I can give a damn about the fame, nigga
I'll pull a card
the exit, indeed
You gotta know you're thoroughly
Respected by me
You get the keys to the Lexus with no driver
You got your own '96 somethin' to ride
And keep
cream man is here to stay
Written by : Ebizimor David Biyere
Fuck they album up with my old single
Sick of slaving for the smallest check
Swear all this debt was just causing stress
Momma tell me that I'm awfully
This is the E-mix, this is the E-mix, yeah
And this gon' be your favorite song
Memories don't die but I can't say the same for you
I been
Tha Rebizzle
Yall know who he be
Yo it's the REB
O to the RN
THA
R to the E
To the BIZ
ZLE
Reborn Tha Rebizzle
Yall know who he be
A yo I step up
Rebizzle
Y'all know who he be
Yo it's the REB
O to the RN
THA
R to the E
To the BIZ
ZLE
Reborn Tha Rebizzle
Y'all know who he be
A yo I step up on this rap
and a set of morals
I make up for in metaphors like a cosmetic store
Stegosaurus
Chuck Norris with a thesaurus
Yes of course, I mess up once
You want
houses up and lit
David's convinced I'm from Saturn, a legitimate space E.T
I know the 70's but the 70's don't know me
I've been arrested by police 8
steel Eggo
Throwin rhymes in spirals like Joe Klecko
Miami Dolphin, now shut up, close your mouth and
you be hatin debatin, regurgitatin
all up on the line
Too scared to fight, then go let David kill Goliath
Walk through the valley, but the lord is by my side
He heard my cry
Hold me
the strong rain
E' Meia Noite - Brasilian percussionist, Meia Noite, who plays on this album and on "Primitive"
Quebrando tudo - fucking shit up on rhythms.
What is this
(Ah ah ah)
What you mean by an Afro beast
(Ah ah ah ah)
So I still Dey tell them
Make dem shut up their fucking mouth oh
(Shut up joor)
Ask
Nothing else she was treated sick
And ineffective which is the worst thing
That she'd been left with
Damn, no magic from David Blane
No painter to pain this
treated sick
And ineffective which is the worst thing
That she'd been left with
Damn, no magic from David Blane
No painter to pain this pain
No Morgan
a mocha
I be E-Learning so I might get a diploma
I got toilet paper in my closet
Yeah I stocked up 'cause I'm balling
Trip to Costco 'cause I'm awesome
the verses by reversing the curses
Selling out god but won't be returning the purchase
On the beat I am a surgeon
Spitting my songs while you been slurping
for yourself, put your lyrics back up on the shelf
Now I'm going to pass it to the B-I-Z M-A-R-K-I-E
'Cause I know you want to see him
[Biz
please
Local rappers hit me up and talking shit when I'm talking cheese
Right around the time my lung collapsed had surgery like Eazy-E's
Just
"Brra-Tat-Tat" so you betta watch out
Ouch!
Bitch I got money too
"Trilla" album comin' soon
Triple C's, 305, B-O-E give us room
Whip the keys
up niggas, line up niggas
For the K-I, double L, E-are, Murdera
Shit's on y'all in every way shape and form
I'm a diamond baller, I bear arms
When
your album sales wasn't doing too good
Who's the Doctor they told you to go see?
Y'all better listen up closely
All you - that said that I turned pop,
your hood
And when your album sales wasn't doing too good
Who's the Doctor they told you to go see?
Y'all better listen up closely
All you niggas
your hood
And when your album sales wasn't doing too good
Who's the Doctor they told you to go see?
Y'all better listen up closely
All you niggas
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