Lyrics:
On the spot
It's a tragedy when I spin' yo fuckin' block
A nigga, from BlackConnect
Will leave ya wet
Fa' sho yo' face is on the next
If ya disrespect
I ain't
Iraq Island)
Rikers Island Rikers Island
(Iraq Island)
Yo Listen to me
Young thug this is some advice
You do a snake you be payin' the price
dumb, and blind to see
And our love will burn forever
Is what I'd say if this wasn't all a dream yeah, we're all so juvenile
Why don't you put down your
Of the boogieman that's under my, up under your bed
Raise the dead before the night is done, raise the dead
Ghouls who prey on fear are on the run
Ghoulies
they lookin' at
(Mirror, mirror on the wall)
Do ya thang man, fuck what they lookin' at
(Who is the fliest one of all?)
Now pull in the parkin'
about real friends
Well answer me this
Why the fuck would I die for the homies when I know they'd never do the same
Said why the fuck would I die for
just know what I wish
(Yo yo)
I just know what I wish
Where the fuck I am ?
Here’s earth saying shit
But who did this to our sphere ?
I think we all did
the parallel cell mad niggas flip
Cause some think they're doin' dip just got his ass ripped
Juveniles buck wild in this vicinity
Keep an open eye cause
nah, there ain't no healin' that
Niggas say he doin' what to who
Nah, he ain't killin' that
Seen that fat bitch at the store
Like, come and take this
we take
What's real or what's fake
Who the fuck am I?
Who's this stranger in the mirror that
Won't look me in the eye?
For fifteen years I gave that
money on my mind this year, by all means
Put an end to your cold stairs, crush your small dreams
What you hear is the truth, fuck what you used to
I
heat.. drive-by with Rule
Poppin shots through the sun roof screamin' "Fuck You!"
[Ja Rule] (01)
Ya'll niggas wanna dead.. (who?)
Then wanna ride.. (who
concerned with my health
But I'm gonna die trying to get this wealth
Pay attention nigga
I've been going platinum, they just trying to take it
Fuck boys
one, hut two
You MTV Base
I'm militarily base
Bombs in this case
Funk Master flexing
I can do the impressions
Crazy, Crazy, Crazy
Fuck out here I ain't
Cain in the hood (everybody move them things)
This for my niggas who stay in the ghetto (to my niggas stay in the ghetto)
It's lots of shine in
ahead on and quit, see
You lil boyz know y'all time is up
You lil boyz need to (gimme gimme gimme) get tha fuck
You lil boyz kinda like had '99
But
and we work off the hit cause we don't fuck with the foes
we don't be sellin them soft we had enough of them sold
weigh it and bring it in this shit is
some paper, I gotta do it quick
Thinkin' I'm a juvenile but they don't know who they messin' with
Yeah, my mama's only son
But I live every day like
some paper, I gotta do it quick
Thinkin' I'm a juvenile but they don't know who they messin' with
Yeah, my mama's only son
But I live every day like
Too! But you know who the greatest of
All of us? Who do y’all think?
Nope kid motherfucking Cudi
Radio, fuck you! Oh yeah, I’m on my
Trump shit tonight
A serious outstandin' never end it clever in the rhyme
Break down your shit, wherever you come
There's no one who can fuck with Ason
I paralyze you make
But when my tones in your
Face you say bye bye
Nigguhs love to see this hate on
The ten o clock news
Project pat got arrested by
Them boys in blues
He
this
Say you spit, I spit, we spit
But you can't fuck with a nigga like this
Check me out
Hatin' on us but ya can't resist
If you come hard, better come
to get this off my chest
You a bitch if I'm rappin'
And you say you not impressed
Your input does not add money to my check
Who the fuck about to do this
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