Lyrics:
down on parole
and put a nigga through the whole damn spiel
This kid lookin' polished
No wonder I got a rap sheet way more enough to fill an album
album finna drop
Know these hoes shit flop
Diddy bop on a weak hoe
And I get it by the week hoe
Catch me in the streets hoe
Slide down yo block, best
Check it, I used to be the goofy man you hounded
The Special Ed kid at lunchtime the bitches wouldn't stand around with
I would jack off so much
"Ayy
We want you to do a video for beats by Dre"
I thought, "Shit, this must be my day, "
Let me set it off
So flylingual and swagnificently fresh
I've
nigga that's gon' come with me
I'm on Roc Block with a new Semi
And a blue Bentley, it do one-sixty
Smoke a lot a of weed like fuck kidneys, put
shit on your new album or what?
Yeah, I'm gonna kick some of that shit
But ah, partner I don't even fuck with the nine no more half
Man don't you
near
I'm in a good mood so I hit my Diddy Bop
I'm in a good mood so I hit my Milly Rock
Up on like any block
Up in the class, no no, I don't talk
payin them dues, nuttin to lose
Huh, street kids, broken and bruised, eyein yo' jewels
Huh, bad news, barin they souls through rhymin blues
_hardcore_!
Pull up in the car with a new bitch in it
Circle 'round the block
Now I got two bitch in it
Never runnin' out because my juice infinite
I'm just out
It's Halloween
I was away from the kids, from the kids
I was away from the kids on Halloween
I'm the captain
I'm the captain
I'm the captain
stock
I’m the new kid on the block
That lil bitch on my jock
I’m the new kid on the block yeah, yeah
I’m going up in my stock
I’m the new kid
Ain't no sitting on the block
Cause i'm on that shit
Wierd car new glock
Finna blow on they shit
I be tweakin cant smoke
Mind gone and shit
And i
crisis that I'm in
Don't chime in
Front block like a line men
No longer co-sign it
Album two, you'll get what that line meant
Clearing shit up just like my
das Album da, das die deutsche Szene in ihren Grundfesten erschüttert
Unmengen von Müttern die, nachdem sie den Boss einmal sahen
Zwecks
the block, 12 years same house
I'mma need a new place
Moving too fast, will I crash don't you know
It's my first time stepping
First time stepping, first time
cult classics in my eyes, and I kind of like them
And I decided, I like that album title so much, I wanted to really exemplify it in a new song, and this
the lesson but until then you’ll wonder
You’re finna be labelled as the new golden child
But when it comes to friends no one wants to stay a while
But
a crayon contest with retarted kids and picked the wackest album cover
Picked the wrong emcee to diss subliminally, every line dissected
Yeah, I diss you
a hickey, boy I'm sicky
Like a HIV victim, man nobody fuckin' with me
I got banned from New Zealand, whitey called me demon
And a terrorist, God dammit I
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
than happy hour
You set a new goal I've already climbed the ladder
Set a record that I've already shattered
You looking beat up there
Gotta mix before I
a new house
I'm only seventeen, I'm the new kid
Got me a crew, bought 'em jewels, and a Uz' thick
But all good things don't last
Task' came fast,
with the crew at Dave Chapelle's block party,
She made songs about Zion and trying to be faithful
The BlackStar and Torture in New York was so
true colors as they give your neck a slit
While listening to an album that was written by the sick!
I'm bringing back the evilness into the Horror scene
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