Lyrics:
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That shit ain't no comic
We ain't close to that bible
It ain't the Torah
This is your migraine
We are the aura
Our scriptures are locked
You claim
(pre Chorus)
25 cent super bear arcade, or a 5 dollar roller rink
And I cant remember ever feeling so carefree
(Chorus)
Cuz I can breath the thin air, we
Cause her mom gave her advice
And she took that 2 cents home
But in the end 2 cents
Don’t make a dollar
Gave up football for the rap game
By
Let me take these bricks and break 'em down
If you want I can serve 'em by the pound
Shorty know she's got what I wanna flip
Baby girl tell me you
Let me take these bricks and break 'em down
If you want I can serve 'em by the pound
Shorty know she's got what I wanna flip
Baby girl tell me you
guessed it! God done over by customs, the pair of us, didn't we? So there we
are standing there, "Hello hello hello! What you been up to, you naughty boys?"
to fold my beard
Check one, two, Sonny, tell Bob to dim the lights up
You see the studs, I want the red strobe to hit it right
Stones are screaming, hot
mozzarella
And there are
A couple things I'd like to tell ya
This music calms me down but I can do it acapella
Eh-uh
Gotta ask Ms is it voodoo in that body
Cuz
ring, ring, ring, ring (Five guns, five grips, five guns, five grips)
Spot any out-of-towners, switch 'em off, let the MAC
See you got goons and I got
seven Im the luckiest alive
Though im always frightened by that five five five
Tides turn fast and these people turn strange
Fuck a two cents cuz I don't
Ouija boards
Told you hide and seek
But you peeps
Too greedy
If we pull your cards
Got no hearts
You fools are just
Full of Wheaties
Imma bite down
Like
through the pilot
With a AR 5.56 this 203 a rocket
Drop by AK 7.62 aim right at his body
Only take 2, 2 inside his chest and then he dropping
(Down)
V
to make you
Ape, keep fine Shady's name out of your mouth plus don't talk about me, stan
You fit too perfectly in a can
Yes, you are horrible
to make you
Ape, keep fine shady's name out of your mouth plus don't talk about me, stan
You fit too perfectly in a can
Yes, you are horrible
Fetch them, you ass brain.
Dimwits I don't care what has been
I doubt if we are friends anymore
I see it don't work to my fuckin core
Sit down and hear
right now
Yeah, let me explain just how to make greatness
Straight out the gate, I'm 'bout to break you down
Ain't no mistakes allowed, but make no
And I rarely be round
But when I do, the jury be drowned
And you can see how clear the Pile Vase, and the Canaries be now
The top on the 5 series be
Crocs and everyday with you are the best
60 Cents to lose all my sense
Too awkward or too intense
Walk or wait i'm on the fence
Mess up once lose all my
Crocs and everyday with you are the best
60 Cents to lose all my sense
Too awkward or too intense
Walk or wait i'm on the fence
Mess up once lose all my
daddy's out of town so uhh, you can fuck around
It's okay to check in that Motel 6
$59.95, not a cent more for that dirty-ass hoe
Yeah, stop by that
And the guards below are watching,
And all their walls have eyes
If you feel above the prison dear
They'll bring you down to size.
Verse 7
And they're
Don't miss out
Don't miss out
Down the hallway, floorboards are creaking (I... Feel...)
Tipping toes entertain no thoughts of sleeping (Too... Real...)
there are fruitcakes like you cannot believe
New York, forget it, fruitcake city. Down island, we've got fruitcakes
Spread them crumbs around, that's
from within
But I realised I'm sleeping
So I'm dreaming now
Like you niggas never needed
All these facken nails so it could hold you down
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