Lyrics:
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
the Tao muffin
My brother Aaron is preparing to be staring at a glaring flaring red herring swearing
That he found something
Hopefully by mentioning it it
Tony Snow, I'm out here livin' by the code
In love with a lifestyle, not no bitch I'm in that mode
I'm lookin at you, you choosin' me my dick head
something (I dare you), say something (yeah)
The Lord Chief Rocka, I'm colder than meatlockers
My people keep throwin' it up like cheap vodka
I smack
the masses
Freedom
Raped by corporate classes
Thanks for nothing
Take your life, suck you dry
Life is cheap
Your soul is on sale
You can choose to be cremated
when you burn out, or learn of another source
But of course, external motivation's a cheap trick
What does it all matter if it's less or more the same
barefoot, that bare soul
I bare the load oh
Solo, by myself
Dolo, Frodo from uh
Lord of The Rings
So I guess I have to bare it alone
My precious won't
by false loves
Tricked by kindness misled by intellect
Dizzied by posey sacrificed for profit
Used as cheap labor
And these will be the kindest
feel regret by me
Longer that I live I start to see
Being a leader ain’t never been cheap
Pressure of a king might cost you sleep
War with the world
free in this world
Thought you knew by now
Trying get a fucking hand out
Like who is this clown
You trying to get this o on credit
I can not allow
I had
i be on tha streets/
hustlin wit speed/ last of a dyin breed/
niggaz know my magic / i got tricks up my sleeve/
look at how i spit/ look at how i
freeze up Santa
Whatever it cost, baby, we got answers
Line outside full of Jo-Jo Dancers
"We Got it for Cheap," that's the Re-Up anthem
By far
(Juvenile)
Do you know what this ballin is, I'm talking bout marble floors
Tricks in private jets, hoes behind Rover doors
You talked about me bad
green like Jack and the Beanstalk
And I do them hoes stone cold, Steve Austin
You ain't talkin' 'bout money
Then you bluff or cheap talkin'
My team often
the view
I'm tired of cheap tricks, cheap talk, broken promises
And everything you tried to tell me was the truth
That's why
You are alone
(You had it
blowing by you, beep beep
I bought your bitch from you and she came for the cheap cheap
You want the answer to life, the money be the cheat sheet
I’m
never cooks
no time write my book
and in the end I ain’t got nothin’ at all
Time Waits For No One
a year goes by in the wink of an eye
Time Waits For No
of ice cream do the Martians like?
Here come the Martian Martians
Why staying in such a cheap hotel?
Maybe we should help out the Martians
Looks like
of ice cream do the Martians like?
Well here come the Martian Martians
Why staying in such a cheap hotel?
Maybe we should help out the Martians
Looks
When he was a kid he was fitted with a bib
By a momma on the daily had a Nigga well fed
All she ever did, tell him, "Use your head"
Think before you
Better not cough on me
Designed by ISIS
Let me spit in your tea
Go on holiday 'cuz everything's cheap
If I die, nobody will weep
trickery, Can they possibly
Inflict on me, Out numbered, By ways they cheat
Estranged, And played, Cheap
Their kinship's, Make believe
Colonialism's, Satin's
hoes unless I'm t'd
And bitch im kinda t'd
My mind is always playing tricks on me
Feel like Tony but I'm d double o v
Plus I'm ex tid yeah
Boy, you
cheap
Pick a card out of the deck
I'll show you a magic trick
cll these lives they look like fun
Is this an illusion
cnd that shit makes me numb numb
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