Lyrics:
clothes
While your nigga wish to lick Jammie Sommers' toes
Imaginate, you best to go home son and masturbate
or put your ten dollars up and buy the fat
in disguise like John Gacy
You got one plaque and it's not even your song, I got 80, uh
Lately y'all are lazy
Waitin' to be carried
Lotta y'all are
A villain without remorse, who's willing to out your boss
Forever and take all the cheddar like child support
I support Pun in anything he does, anything
takin they fly clothes
They eyes closed, we gettin loot
No doubt, check the word of mouth, unheard about
Guns go off and now a murder bout
I'm out
My raps
with
I got eyes on all of my pockets
He scared of us know I'm like Stockton
Grab my brother cause he just like Compton
If I hear one word we gon' stop it
functionally
Yet you believe that you're
Saved by faith alone but for the large part
You look to your sanctification
For your assurance (That's just facts)
Back
expect for no man to support you
Keep it true
'Cause most brothers are raised to decide for the pesos
My woman is independent, makin' dough by the case
mostly white
Ain't it?
They want to see you jiggaboo with your
face painted
Be brought home by one of their daughters and their fathers
fainted
They
me?
What if it was me
What if I never got the one chance to be
Everything and everywhere I go, I wouldn't see
If by your hand you took that from
around ya shit like slumber
Party, organize crime like john gotti
[chorus 4x]
[king just]
And the way we go, blast off i'm on the next level
Maybe it's
You know somebody swung on me & cut me?
(Come on come on come on)
You know somebody pulled a gun on me or robbed me?
(Come on come on come on)
Is
Brothers are amused by others brother's reps
But the thing they know best is
Where the gun is kept
Cause in the night you'll feel fright
And at the sight
talking 'bout Andre
I put it on your head, I ain't talking no toupee
See I stayed the same, ain't go weird like Lupe
Squeeze on his trigger like ain't no
and get me
I ain't hard to find it ain't a rhyme
its gonna either be your soul or mine
(Only time will tell nigga
when we die go to heaven or hell
you can die by the gun
Boy, you stupid, this shit ain't for fun
Selling crack, gotta carry a gun
swear to God, I'm a motherfucking menace
In her mouth
make me go Super Saiyan
Jekyll and Hyde
Bonnie and Clyde
Brainwashed by clothes, hoes, and rides
Out of my mind
Still on the grind
Give it some time
you bitches is pissing your pants
You're shooting but missing, my boots you be kissing still you're gonna go off the plank
I got my own ship here out
and you do what you can
Get off my dick and go get you some bands
Take a trip to the mall and I'm goin' ball
These bullets john wall make a nigga fall
my M.C school, my class was packed
And tricks were for kids so I left your ass back
The bow-legged brother, there'll never be another
I'll buy
my M.C school, my class was packed
And tricks were for kids so I left your ass back
The bow-legged brother, there'll never be another
I'll buy
where'd your friend go (word)
He shoulda been back a hour ago with the indo (yeah)
And meet us in the back park to get sparked
So I can be toasted
the author
of the final chapter seven star grandmaster
Pugilist John Trappa M.D.
Go-go thirteen professional MC
I bomb squads like Hank Sharpley
Expose a fraud
the hardest verse that I ever recite
I'm in the studio with a gun in my neck it's all right
Surrounded by gangsters, I don't know how they got here
But I
the controls
We select a new channel
And me and my space gun are standing with input sensitivity down by the river
Roll off the bass and pick your mains
I've
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