Lyrics:
Small-talk shot dialogue push snooze
Defense mechon cause I got a lotta shoes (issues)
The moment got stolen by a lady in red
With a campaign slogan about
rocks
Down the railroad tracks we'd talk
'Bout girls and cars and hopes and dreams
The way our lives would be
And we swore we'd never change
We would
Whip a bird at nine
By noon I had a eighth left
Niggas hit my jack ain't no weight left
I came a long way from
Them days in the gutter
Making them
You know what I'm saying?
But, um, I'm not saying I don't go to anything
I'm not saying that, you know
The devil ain't still in my back, know what
Some talk of destiny, others of fate,
But soon they'll be saying goodbye.
But I won't leave you high and dry.
Because a ring don't mean nothing
If
frown like "Laugh Now, Cry Later"
Potato on the barrel french-fry ten guys
For major violations, call it annihilation
Your tough talk, I don't get it
by the harm and armor posse
Prolly got me on a radar with a dot
These watching, plotting minions of the lower God scene
Shit hawks abound, in
Someone's dad passed out in the street
The wind-up key woker bees
Buzz right on by
At night he still lies
There 'cause nobody cares
Insects with
Alkaholiks still rulin'
It's gonna live forever
This goes out to the P-Town, LBNT
KnowhatI'msayin?
Check it out
Hip-hop don't stop
Alkaholiks
Check it
I discover the wheel and watch the buildings go by
You talk a little soft, turn off the radio
I just want to hear all the past times
The rushed
of ?:
'I like to start off by saying that prison is truly a living hell
It is a place where love and compassion are looked upon as weaknesses
J-A-M Jamaica I-see-A Jamaica, J-A-M Jamaica I-see-A Jamaica
Yu na see us walk, me say if yu nu hear we man bumbaclat talk
Jamaica anywe unu de,
J-A-M Jamaica I-see-A Jamaica, J-A-M Jamaica I-see-A Jamaica
Yu na see us walk, me say if yu nu hear we man bumbaclat talk
Jamaica anywe unu de,
[ expressions written in CAPS represent squares in 'Monopoly' ]
[ CHORUS: U.G. ]
Aiyo, get nice
Shoot dice
Skip the small talk
Son, advance
why don't you come to the crib-o?
We could wine and dine and relax on the low
And drink Mo, by the way, I just saw your video)
Yeah, true, I'm comin'
That claim to be the newest, rappin' bullshit
My rhymes, get Ruger endorsements, my song boost
And the Tec sales through the ceiling
Let's talk with
and get high and talk about my niggas that died
No Limit Records opened doors for niggas
But they rebelled, turned Bendict,
don't make me get up in your
to a time bomb, everyone can see through
I've read lie after lie, I'll stick your pen in your eye
You don't speak for the people any more than I
I'd live
You talk like Marlene Dietrich
And you dance like Zizi Jeanmaire
Your clothes are all made by Balmain
And there's diamonds and pearls in your
enormously, Sir!
First words don't go in the top drawer
Scofflaws, taxidermied fasion fox paws
And rock watch dogs, from live at the cat climber
Where I
gonna be when I grow up
I know 'cause I sing out all through the day
I fly through space by night
The teasing, the fighting, the hospitals
I don't wanna
Attention Soldiers: Kill everyone and everythin!
Ha ha! (Yeah.) Another fuckin live ass track
From the Temple of Shaolin (What nigga?)
Word
tough
It knocks you to the floor
The ugly don't care
They live and they walk
And I'll bet your last dollar
That your one to talk
See the ugly's in
little and regret so much
I don't lack the will to try
I have to do what's right for me
I don't mean to pass you by
I know I'm living up to what I want
I
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