Lyrics:
take you through a tunnel of thought
Wit no support now you got caught off guard
By the number one scar from the Illa-Fifth
Lyrically fulfillin' this
Awhh yeah
Break me off some of the real players shit
What's up motherfuckers? This is Khayree
And I posted at this here
Spot with 2Pac, Mac-Mall
Ray
Might loss your clock
Where's track of time?
Cannonball Drop
Pool won't mind
Blues don't stop
Last in line
Don't lost your spot max you're prime
I
fucking place that ain't here, cause I'm starting to lose it
Been feeling the blues, searching for definitive clues as to why
I'm feeling Clueless like
shots like I'm Kobe with the rock
Now they're watching how I walk and they're loving how I talk
You were sitting at the top but I'm coming for your spot
But the dreem and the ghxst out here comin for the spot
First track popped a cherry call it fresh thought
I ain't talking bout the girls speakin out
hell of a party, you know how we do
Aye
Walk inside the spot and fuck it up
Aye
Sky blue up in my double cup
Drink inside my cup, I'm a fool with it
Luis
at the spot trapped by the store
Shootouts wit opps strap always close
Ride wit my bros my side full of locs
Taught by my O's ride or die that's the code
Ice I
something while I listen to the grape vine
Got a blue pits all by the front door,
East side rip rod and gang banging all I know
Heartbreak hotel hush
education
And I’m sure this will end up online
So I don’t want to diss anyone at
The American Academy, I’m sure it’s equal to
The Art Institute of Chicago by
an unbelievable night
I called it surreal, Sir Mix-a-Lot tape in
Hit the spot, spot my next victim
I'm picky like I missed a spot shavin'
Came to sip vodka, shit
stupidity
By the way, you gangsters should know
One of your victims was a three-year-old girl
Well, you gang members, you
Still don't get it, do ya?
(With
have a cat lick a shot? It's
The spot where you grab ya 'Gnac
I have a cat lick a shot? Niggas shot
The mag'll clap it's sad
I never knew where my dad
the ten piece, divide my share
Amongst niggas to overrun it, it's a long climb to the summit
On the lazy afternoon, on the boom oh how I love it
So I
some dick cause when she called she sounded drunk
I can't give no hoe my lo I told her meet me by the front
When I hit it from the back I grip her track
sperm
Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm
What the blood clot? We smoke pot, and blow spots
You wanna think twice? I think not
The Iron Lung ain't
sperm
Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm
What the blood clot? We smoke pot, and blow spots
You wanna think twice? I think not
The Iron Lung ain't
Should I know why
I'm in love with you?
Should I justify
Out of the blue?
I'm the Rubberbandman with the rubberman touch
Out of the blue, love
I wanna live, don't know when Imma go
But time ticks, that's why my eyes stick to the road
Can't lose track, if I do that then who knows
Never move
Welcome to the Blue Diamond y'all
Ladies and gentlemen
I'll be your host Edward Elington Humpty Hump Humphry the third
And we going to get it
Welcome to the Blue Diamond, why'all
Ladies and gentlemen
I'll be your host, Edward Elington Humpty Hump Humphrey the third
And we going to get it
evils and all sorts of stuff
I can show your show your portals love
Got that immortal touch
When I play doctor
Focusing my binoculars on that spot until
One day the train was passin' I caught it crawlin' by
To look this old world over under God's blue sky
My darling stood there weeping as I was
hear that name and place a trigger to the figure who
It blew through and if ya try ta rip, I throw a bigger blue shoe to you
And if you take the shoe,
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