Lyrics:
Juveniles, hide your porno mags
The girl's got problems at her yard so she's packing up her bags full of rags
Her man got done from Pa Na Na
While
bout to say, might get me black listed
But I don't give a fuck I gave my life to this shit, kid
And with that said, lets begin with these A & are's
That
the one you think it is
And it's all about my town
She lived down by the river in this old black mans dirty house
They all tell she won't last so long
But
That's like calling an African-American a black.
Or calling a Mexican-American a Mexican.
Or calling a homosexual a stupid faggot!"
It pissed me off
get punched
I'm the miggity miggity miggity miggity mack, dag gon' it
That's that black Cadillac, demonic
Pack that fat ass sat tectonic
Rappers in
ting, the wickedest ting
Breeze
First thing's first
(experse) reverse
thinking that my tongue will make your ear drums burst
had a little problem and it
I've got a waking premonition
A little like a shadow of a ghost
Black cloud she wraps around my vision
Digging her claws where no one goes
I'm not
a problem, gotta stay real
Don't wanna catch a body
Hopin' and I can kick the seal
And that the part of the deal
If ain't ties surprises
I don't want my
be floatin' in the lake by ten
I don't fuck with confused liars
Rather lay low with a slut, consumin' my nut like a new diet
Brother, I'm too fire
Assault and battery in the battle ring of your majesty
I'll even battle a madam just not in her anatomy
Battle rap and schiz', brrat! Outta the galaxy
If
how we solve them
Not a straight path but the love is never the problem
And we got the greatest gift the world ever seen
Way better than i could ever
I'm back by popular demand
Well not really, but my optimism's grand
A little success has got me in a jam
I never thought I'd say I got too many
("just like music")
To keep me flowin and keep me goin
and keep me growin, and keep me the E from knowin
What happens out there, is not my concern
You
a problem wit meetin' hoes
Who try to get over on me
Thinkin' just because I [?]
Then we gonna kick 'em down
Oh not me, not one-O
I break a bitch down
Wit
got some problems
What we gonna do to solve ‘em
Sometimes we don't try, thinking we'll lose
But you fail couldn't take a chance, Boo Hoo
We’re living
do bad by myself
Bitch I do this in my sleep
Bitch I do this every day of the month in a week
Swallow my pride in a bottle and drink
Looking for
an all black 'ru
Ride with the troops when they hop in the coups and they come for the loot, yuh they get it to boot
Do like the goons so if they got
attention cant show attention wen they c da poor
Jus tryna open the door
Clearly not lookin on the brighter side
Dark minded
We need to pray wit our heads up
I'm Light, Now ya'll have heard of him
It's not in my style to show no mercy
I don't give a damn if I gotta do it dirty
At 19 I'm better than you at 30
think
Y’all better sit down
And have yourself a drink
Money maybe
Might cause more problems
Hella shady
I be fixated
On that 20
Of whatever
Every time
that cash
If that bitch do not got it
Then that's a fucking ass
We re-up on the wush then
Smoke 'em by the pack
Man I been smoking weed like it's
This is what happens when you call the cops
You get your rights violated or
You all get shot
I'm sick of people getting
Victimized by criminal cops
the blacks
Just another ep
Mic detonating your rep
Walk a mile in my shoes
I ain't losing a step
Mesmerized by the sentence hypnotized to listen
Eating sold
who the coolest
90's sitcom shit she is the coolest
You lookin at Slater from Saved by the Bell
Hottest rapper that ain’t got a deal
Think that you
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