Lyrics:
craze
I'm Yogi Berra if I rock my cap back ways, you see the N.Y.
It's why I must defend that ways
I keep a dog in my lap, he'll take a nap days
You see
way more to help myself then any help can
I learned to swim by watching them like I'm a Michael Phelps fan
The silver outline from the strap gon' match
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah labb, Labb, Labb
How I sound? That's cool?
Studpid niggas want to talk 'bout
Whatever, whatever he ain't rapping no more
Spade and I'm ready to rock)
(What you're gonna do when you get out of jail?)
(You can make it illegal 100 different ways)
(What you're gonna do
When I look around, I always learn something, and that is, to be always yourself
And to express yourself, to have faith in yourself
Do not go out
me singing the pain
Already knew it would take a while
Cause I had to learn how to take a vow
And this here is just the illusions, I'm giving
that childish shit, nigga I'm grown
Please leave it alone, don't throw rocks at the throne
Do not bark up that tree, that tree will fall on you
I
Out of control, shit is too hot for you bro
I be like hace calor, right there is the door
You should step through it and go
I don’t fuck witchu no more
these Legos, god damn I love plastic (blaow)
Oh shit what a classic, might just pull up to frisbee practice (uh)
Standin' like a cactus
Made a cut more
I'm attention grabber
By walking can tell my pocket fatter
Michael Jackson bad but I'm badder
I chief a hit of shatter
Niggas think they dapper
I run up
this shit my nigga
Damn right I thought you knew this shit my nigga
One more time
Just hopped up out the new whip deuces
Leaving with a new bitch
Too
rock shit
And uh
I love that shit, I listen to that shit a lot, um
But, Gangstas Paradise
And then shortly after that I think it was 1st of the Month by
really wasting all your time
I ain't tryna mess around with anybody that's fake
Cause I been through that before and I got bitten by some snakes
And you
Still I'ma take another minute
To count every beat that strikes your
Heart until you've had your limit
Sound the alarm, if you're thinkin that it's
Your
you better learn that
I do it for the hood yeah I know you heard that
Cause when I yerrr the whole hood yerrr back
Number 1 rule here I deserve that
used to
Like they
Like they
Like they
Listen to the wisdom
Listed by the victims
Of the twisted fucking system
I don't know what the fuck is with them
Had to Learn The Hard Way, I'm Timmy With the Great Mid Range
Had To Learn The Hard Way, Cause cll My Jr's Need Their Roads Paved
Riding down
is another man's trove
Get a little dirty at the basement show
Ooh, hit me one more time
Take my breath away
Oh yeah yeah yeah
Make calls, drunk
as fuck, I make you ask what was it
Boy you should have known by now, Eazy does it
(Wait a minute, wait a minute, who does it)
Motherfucking Eazy does it
a Lamborghini with the butterfly doors
I mean i still do, but now I need some Christian Dior
I used to rock the Michael Kors whenever I hit the city
Hated
Eff the po-lice, Miami Life ain't nuttin nice
Verse One:
I'm launchin rockets and SCUDs at Crockett and Tubbs
[and Tye] full of more Rum than
wrongs
How I'd be fine by all of my songs
How I'ma miss how'd you sing along
All of those times that you were my mom
All of those times that you were my
then I think it's time you learn
For there is not the problem
So leaders are acknowledged, I don't follow them
I turn into another degree
And find
dope beats I'll never be lonely stop
And let me breathe a minute
Aiyyo Dizzy what's up put the base back in it
[Chorus]
By any means necessary
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