Lyrics:
ain't easy to
Do
Of course I'd like to sit down and Relax
But I can't just do that
And blow up out the blue
And when I blow up
I'm trying to last
All you know when the album drop my name gonna blow like bang!
I just bust down doors cuz all those watches never gonna be my thang
My shit bang when
uh, uh-huh, uh)
Feel like it was yesterday doing drive-by's out that Regal, skrrt (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Ridin' 'round in that Regal, with a nine, no D-Eagle
to myself, Elizabeth, how are you going to keep your head above water? How are you going to survive? How are you going to get out of this mess?
The only skill
Granny you know i love you like cooked food
But stay out after street lights move like the crooks move
And I survived cause I know I got purpose
You
guard is up, heart is hardened up
I got a hard head ima taurus bruh
I might erupt, no warning bruh
Wonder what weed smoke like from the garden of Eden
*Hook*
Xander Cruise flyin' higher than an eagle now,
I invented a sex move; it's illegal now
Hang cool like my name’s Spike Spiegel now,
King me
If I had a castle by the ocean
A crown of jewels to place upon your head
Then I'd build a dynasty
From the north to south end seas
And I'd make
claim that you fly but we know that's a lie
Don't need my soldiers, i came from the jungle
I learned to survive
If I should bet on myself
I'd put it all
yo, what’s good?!
Pharrell Williams: What up, killer?!
KW: Shit, chillin’
Vibin’ about changing the name of
That song and trying to
Figure out what
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
is just the guy to lead a crew
Right up to your face and diss you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol something far from
to karma and connect the dots
Sunrise
Our new garden of Eden
And when the sun goes down you'll wanna rise with us
Dark nights
Rotten fruit by design
You
a backyard)
But dawg house small as my
Dog house without a backyard
I'd rather stay out in my dog
House than have it that hard
They gon' dog homie for rappin'
snake
These bees, be like Stevie, Wondering how the honey taste
Shining bright as Sonny's face
Keep my dick out your mouth, if it's a funny taste
Getting
Mark it as another project in the books
Another album where I wrote all of the verses and hooks
A fuckin comeback, one album after another
Producing
Airplanes flyin', overseas people dyin'
Politicians lyin', I'm tryin'
Not to escape, but hit the problem head-on
By bringin' out the truth in a song
So
tryin'
Not to escape, but hit the problem head-on
By bringin' out the truth in a song
So BDP, short for Boogie Down Productions
Made a little noise cuz
dyin'
Politicians lyin', I'm tryin'
Not to escape, but hit the problem head-on
By bringin' out the truth in a song
So BDP, short for Boogie Down
I feel the Aryan in my blood, it's scarier than a Blood
Been looking for holy water, now I'm praying for a flood
It feel like time passing me by
(what,) uh, (what,) that's the way it's goin' down.
My new album ain't no joke.
You want to take me out, how many bunch ya smoke?
I'll never slack
beat was produced by Rob the Vikang
I crept up from above and took you out
Look its a new sheriff in town
Hope you know that you are going down
Bang
.O.C.
This is your album, so that means you definitely got to get funky, so run it
[The D.O.C.]
Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by
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