Lyrics:
in which I’m passing by
This bitch got me stuttering in some odd time
I play the coliseum, we doing eye for eye
Pussy on the plate not hungry but I’m
your plate you the rabbit I'm the turtle
Find a way to win this race you can never get too comfy
They be gunning for your place big mistake my spot never
Hey kids
I know these days are super weird
But I’m here
Today to let know
There’s a man way upstairs who’s gonna
Make big improvements for us all
I
did my part
Of chasing what's been on my mind
Daniel when I saw you up on the mount
I cried big alligator tears
Daniel how could they do that to you?
shit so now they close they eyes
Ask my nilla servin milla at that mexican joe
Muthafuckers ran up with AK's straight letting em go
We tried to walk
niggaz ain't sleep at all
Everybody out on the block, stay ducking them laws
A couple niggaz on parole, hustling by the sto'
I'm telling that ain't
big mistakes, hey, Shan, nice going
Photos show no tears, in her eyes
All those pretty years gone by
I just cannot believe, could do that to a child
the marijuana sink in
And when that chauffeur roll up
You better get in
You and your 6 friends, even your big friend
Got a gang of wolves that
Slay hoes like
Cross the Atlantic on a spiritual plane
'96 shootin' hoops in my schoolyard
Poppin threes acting like I'm Joe Dumars
The weird German kid with the love
there’s the door there- fake rappers going nowhere this is for the heads that’s heard of Big Lez and Joe Claire
you make a livin off rap without a dollar
Big red sun abort short cut caper
Highway humming door to orange containers
Lights on the runway ordered captain Kramer
Holding his heat and his
me or you
you got beef I got beef
Verse 2:
Now when it comes to beef player im a feen
Gorilla Niggas son lil joe and P
And to toast like pun always
which one the quickest
She eatin' my dick, told her eat my children
I'm tryna get rich, nigga, I need a million
I'm a big boy, you a lil kid
Lately I
Living in the Dark Ages
Now we’ve gotta spend life in glass cages
If we go outside then we’re gonna spark rages
That’s why I’m inside writing hard
just want a photo
She go crazy, go loco
Your boyfriend another joe shmo
I see you with him like oh no
From that motherfucking 2-6
Huh, Yessir
And Im
position, put this dick in your whore
Non fiction galore, no friction, southern diction
No southern hospitality, visitors come up missin'
Hidden is
Dbum dbum dbum soft ass got trucked by Ry
Max is so gay
Aye we fuck for free
How you get exposed playing never have I ever
Got my first kiss in
Horse Choker, uh
Hey, yo, I'll chop you up in sixteen pieces
In front of your nieces
While I'm eating Reese's
And won't even offer them any
Yes I spit
help by myself
And that sells in and of itself
Cause in they eyes, I'm somewhat of a god
Probably cause I make they head nod an awful lot
They told me
though he was wearin' a pair of muck boots
Then Joe rolled up, on his electric bike
Which is really Wally's, that he loans him sometimes
But I digress,
Big Boi
Many a day has passed, the night has gone by/ But still
I find the timeto put the bump off in your eye/Total
chaos, for these playas, thoughtwe
the more they wanna fabricate the facts
Please dont be a friend up to my face then change when you feel pissy
I refuse to be an easy-target cause of your
street Made a Million outta Nothing, flip that Dollar 25 times segregated business Bumpin' aint that what dey mean When they say pull up by ya own
through mean to be seen on the triple ( ? )
Ain't got time for the diggers with the zipper schemes
Can't let my mail land in my big hand
I'm in the game
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