Lyrics:
Always hear about me but I'm never seen, Sasquatch
Always present but I'm never on the scene? Sasquatch
All you see is marks left by my feet?
(he goes by the other man's ways)
Now see, there's just one more thing I have to talk about
'bout how they say rap music is turnin kids out
You got
Aw shit, here come the man again
You know if you can't with the style that's goin' on right now
Then you need to be sittin' down
If MC's can't
doing country all wrong
Need another Haggard, or a Johnny Cash
Somebody chewing baccer and whipping ass
I need a preacher, I need a savior, how about
muthafucka
And I’m sick and tired of
All you niggas always
Hollerin’ about what you did in the past
Muthafucka, the past don’t excite me
That was then, this is
girl
I know you digging me I'm digging you so what's the hold up
You did me wrong alone our style is wild but still I'm tore up
So sick you made me throw
you're so fuckin' cool
With your nose in the air, don't you?"
Debbie said, "What are you even talking about?
I've never even met you"
The girl said,
get by fine without you
I lie about you
You got no spine only mine
Don't you know wrong from right
It's up to you
You're such a fool
See I'm
the Triple 6 Mafia from Memphis
Who has a unique quality of rap style
What would you do if someone tried to duplicate your ideas?
Well, I shall take
Yo, check it, I'm feeling really good about now
I've got that Christian swagger
Ain't no way I'm dropping my style
You see I've fallen twice
And just
duck for cover
I come with a chrome y'all can makin' hoes pay the cost
Infrared to ya head full of lead yawkin' lames
You can betcha by the dollar
You heard that uhh that new Loss Daze by by that Kid Bootz
Naw naw mayne I ain't heard that I ain't heard that
Mayne fuck wrong wit you mayne you
Rock, ha
You can't fuck wit me
(Can't fuck with me)
I don't care about your imagery
(Fuck, nigga)
Give a fuck who you claim to be
(Fucker, c'mon)
it
Hang Hollywood niggas by they Soul Train laminates
What's the difference between me and you? (What?)
About five bank accounts, three ounces
turned as the crosses burned
Remember You Must Learn
About the styles I flip and how wild I get
I go on like a space age rocket ship
You could be
turned as the crosses burned
Remember You Must Learn
About the styles I flip and how wild I get
I go on like a space age rocket ship
You could be
you'll listen to all year
And by hit I'm not talking about what you get from a vape
I'm talking about what you gonna hear on this tape
yeah
Some people
I know that the world has really changed
Even through the years that have passed by
No matter what you do in life,
I care about you
Despite of all
(he goes by the other man's ways)
Now see, there's just one more thing I have to talk about
'bout how they say rap music is turnin kids out
You got
They get clean wind what you gon do?
Rap about a fight I had with
A nigga that by me? And I bit him back
Well talk about how it was 20 niggas
There and I
culture
You know you're evil I want you to
Recognize that I'm a proud monkey
You vandalize my perception but can't
Take style from me
And this is more than
to develop styles with a death device cooked in
So when I battled in basements I had eight sentences
Waiting way before the four you had laced in
And I
All I thought about was loving you
See a man had to do what a man had to do
Why you treat me cold, cold, cold, cold?
Why you do me wrong, wrong
know a ton
Of followers in Instagram
And I’m a f star using filters
If you can just shoot me for my life-style?
Hi hey sir point How are you?
You
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