Lyrics:
motherfuckers cant get a Line in
A word in edgeways
Im powered by strife and sun rays
You never been made
This for those sayin
They can do it better bitch
Eat
closed
I smoke the best just hydro
Makes my eyes red like Diablo
I'm taking off, next to go
Molotov set to blow
These crimson eyes are set to glow
smoke the best just hydro
Makes my eyes red like Diablo
I'm taking off, next to go
Molotov set to blow
These crimson eyes are set to glow
Medieval shit
for dead
These are my growing pains
Pray over my food fo I eat
Came up from that third ward zone East
Where everybody thrown fours in the streets
one of a kind I'm unique
Glaccboy reup with that dope, we got it for the street
I brought all these ones out to throw it to the freaks
This S.R.T. just
tell him I bought you that stuff? (I mean)
These hoes fake, let's keep it a bean
Young Seven Nine, or I go by Hajim (yeah)
Her shit is fatter when
I'm flickin' that clit
She likin' the way I'm up in this bih
Look at the boots they rent, uh, and the jacket, yeah, it's made by Raf
They catch me
catchin' bodies (crazy)
We ain't 'bout to throw no hands, you know niggas scared to fight (no)
Ain't no mercy for these niggas, bro, they ain't gon' spare
I been walking in this wonderland
For so long, my legs are hurtin'
Tryna search for my true purpose
In this life full of heartbreakin'
Full of people
paparazzi
Reload ya flash bulbs for the dead bodies
Severed bitches and human abominations
Lined up behind the velvet rope wavin' they invitations
One by
shake the city? Clearly you are from outta town
I made my scraper catch your paper on the turf
Stackin' yaper like a Laker, hit exactly where it hurts
Running they mouths now they running for cover
Gunning em down with these bars that I utter
Working to make this my bread and my butter
Full speed ahead man
""Rock of Ages.""
These family expeditions
Admittedly are a bore
But there is just one uncle
That I positively adore
Poor Uncle Harry
Wanted to be
dialect
Till I, sit in the dark and I reflect
And my reflection shows what it's like here
'Cause this vanity, surrounded by all these lights, yeah
It's
abuse they heaped upon me made me certain
we were destined to share the stage someday.
Not only are my girls fine singers and dancers,
not only are they
You in God's hands now, keep a place for me kid
Ain't nuttin changed -- still _Party and Bulls***_
We used to +F*** R&B B****es+ and see who rhyme
to the motherfuckin',
One of the hardest lieutenants on the tank, Mystikal.
We was all born to be soldiers.
See, these evil thoughts,
They was scarred into our
still walkin' 'round with that bitch
Whole gang hit, you still walkin' 'round with that bitch
Rappers cappin' on these records, I hear lyin' and shit
[Intro: Bizzy]
Bizzy Bone, we 'bout to do this
Family members from all around (we are true!)
Gather around (get the troopers)
And they say this shit
Walkin' down around the block, I was lookin' for a reason
Like why my niggas had to die, can't we play another season
Give me a reason, for why I'm
grace
So you're conscious, but are you woke?
If not, your conscience gotta be broke
Brainwashed with nonsense, all of these folks
Because the Father's
Yeah, I'm on a whole 'nother level, I'm on a whole 'nother height
Yeah, these kids are corny like kettle, yeah, all they do is bite
Yeah, I'm on these
to the A-why-E-are-H-A-T to the fuckin E
You said we're done, your family's over, you're blind and we can see
The facts of life are that you're jealous of these
Manners isn't made for Gnar
Banner Hulk is who I are
Charming but alarming
Bandle City's my Jurassic Park
-From Diddy Kong, - (To the mighty Grodd)
(Hit
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