Lyrics:
a nigga ever saw
I said: "Damn", then the air got thinner
Only thought in my mind, was goin' up in her
The suspense was makin' me sick
She took her
and Friday
I just keep him satisfied through the weekend
You're like 9 to 5, I'm the weekend oh oh
Make him lose his mind every weekend
You take Wednesday,
know these niggas is dangerous
I'm runnin' game on niggas,
Puttin' pain on niggas,
Still the same ol' niggas,
Ol' lame ass niggas,
Gettin' change
(Great John on the beat by the way)
I was on tour for four months we was overseas (Greenlight Gang)
Did fifty-five shows in forty-five countries (woah)
an album right now
Need to get my behaviour in line
Before I can settle, say something of worth
Instead of just giving a piece of my mind
What can I do when
Missed the bus on purpose so I could walk that day
Tuesday's Gone and Simple Man Play on in my mind
Sweet Home Alabama, Curtis Loew and One More Time
attention
And not to mention you look like you're on a pension
You look like that ronald MC Donald and MC hammer
And by your heavy breathing I can tell you
(Verse 1: you-God)
Yeah
Tired of all this shit god
Channel you want to come out?
Niggas betta respect this shit
I see, I see the same ol' rap
Three passports, Three first class tickets to the money
Straight flights
I live by the cold war
Drove from round the globe
All I need is
me two and a half times for each urination:
Five times total
Jonathan and Jorge scolded me just the same, stupid cucks
By the time I was 10, I was
side
You ain't got to feel me, you can move on by
Feds on my dick, nigga boom bye bye
Think I might fuck around, lose my mind
Mind. Pussy nigga, I
I Miss Hank, I Miss Lefty cnd I Miss You
Lyrics by Bill Knoblett
Musical crrangement by Mel Knoblett
Ol' Hank left the world in fifty three
He left
a bad blasian', brand new scientist
Can't make my mind, but I got mad franklin's
Big ol' lightnin' rocket, shock the pigs and turn they ass bacon
Pull up
One lil, two lil, three lil G's
Hangin' on the dope spot slangin' they keys
Four lil, five lil, six lil cops
Leanin' in the cut, 'bout to get popped
the whole Porsche
5 on 5 but it's like I got the whole court
Got me feeling like Gatsby
Ol' sport
Cuz now we way up
Growth Spurt
Watch me take it to the house
Quicker than the 5 speed Jamiroquai drives
A lifespan longer than 9 lives. Infinite rhymes that can't die
A nigga with a divine mind
I dedicate this
goin on, on and on and on
On and on and on
Yo I've been treading on this globe man for twenty-five joints
Sometimes Shaitan got me by the pressure
no tissue, not an issue
Don't cry for me I peep these niggas from deep
By the front row seat even if you don't speak
Silent pardon, I hear you loud
me a new blockbuster deal/
For a n***a to live/
Its gon take shady 4, 5 maybe 6 mil/
I done did 6 albums n***a/
This s***s real/
And now you
This ol' boy's got some heartbreak to mend.
Take me where the sad songs never make you cry and
Whiskey always helps to clear your mind.
c simple man
right in the early morn'
When I stay by myself I smoke personal
When I'm high I don't talk it's not personal
I got my mind on the money, so please do
bombs
I got it like that
Good ol' niggas would get away
Walk with a slight sway
Tryin' to make cheese like Green Bay
The next American Idol, don't call me
tonight I make it through
Maybe by tomorrow feel renewed
Yet another night with my mind on cruise
All I wanna do is find some truth
Hoping that tonight I
been
My mind fits in all spaces
With no storage in it
In a year, I dropped 2 albums
But the digits didn't
The year ain't done yet
And I ain't even
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