Lyrics:
you down
Finally makin' your father proud
All you needed was some liquid courage
And a push from the back
Homies around for that
No questions asked
and it's comin' to your town
It's done by the people who can really throw down
You don't need to be a queen or a jack of spades
It's done by the brothers
get 'em off me
Oh, oh God
Ah, aah, aah
I ran out into the street with these flesh-eating weasels all over my face
Wavin' my arms all around
That's when Rae ran out of the back
Towel on, soap on his arms, spit duke around, fell on my lap
Yo, what the fuck happened?
It was a set up to get wet
'Cause baby you're worth it
So don't act like it's a bad thing to fall in love with me
Cause you might fuck around and find your dreams come true with
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test - I'm rappin' to the beat,
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
a man
When I met Ann, I soaked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
my days but you show mercy
My Lord cuz here I stand
It doesn't matter what the world throws me
My Lord I pray you keep your eyes on me
My Lord cuz here
hanging niggas to death
Word, you can call us coat racks
With 'giants' all around me like, Eli Manning
The bitch is on the block like, he died scrambling
he was blinded by the ice
That's when Rae ran out of the back
Towel on, soap on his arms, spit duke around, fell on my lap
Yo, what the fuck
a opp
Then we spin back
Uh Don't lack
If he throw 1 we throw 5 back
Shit could get tragic
I'm throwin like madden
Turn him into dust
Now watch me do magic
You hadn't seen your father in such a long time
He died in the arms of his lover, how dare he?
Your mother never left the house
She never married
[Redman]
Mic check, mic check (mic check mic check one two)
One two, one two check mic (yeah)
Gilla House, D-Block baby (can y'all hear me out
You can have your buildings and your arithmetic
I don't need no crowded streets or city slicker tricks
I just need to be some place where I can
the rain
It's just you
In a crowded room
It's just you
That makes me feel
The way that I do
Just you
It's just you
Oh I'll be your sunshine
If you be
freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak was all she said
We jumped in
Remember that one time
I bit you on the arm
I was just afraid of
The solitude of being in love
I want to be in your house
Right now
Make you stand by
and burn the fucking church
Let's get drunk and throw ourselves around
Let's get naked, burning in your arms
Yeah burn me fucking down
You'll eat your
fuckin'-A, B
Maybe it's because I never had a ma that raised me
Fuck around and throw a baby at another baby
You may think it's cause of the way that I was
they would never suspect me I'm just a nerd
I try to speak my word, it always goes unheard
I could chop my arms off and run around the class
I doubt
26 years around the sun
Still not even close to where
I thought I'd be by now
Couldn't wait to leave my parents' house
If I knew what I know today
I
useless, all this fightin', let's get past it now
Even when I throw them deuces, you just send it back around
Your wrist and fingers glisten, ice cold
the young nigga's eat
Everybody wit' me want bucks
Walk around platinum linked up
With money like Brink trucks
Shit get too hot? Puff, put the minks up
Lift up your arms and give me your hand
Erase the bars and I'll help you stand
Stuck in a slump with nowhere to go
Put your arm in mine I'll lead you
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