Lyrics:
repeat it I just flip again (Ok yeah)
Once you got your bands you can't go back again (Ok)
I be on the move I can't go once it broke again (Damn)
She be
head
My servant came running in, "Shanté rise"
"Yes, what is it?" I said, rubbing my eyes
"Listen up, there's a gang coming to town
They want your
A little slow at the club tonight
Just a big old, empty venue
No people and plenty of room
Gonna see what I can do
A little slow at the club tonight
be the Fall Guy
So mess around you'll be a dead man
I get hype tonight's the night like Redman
Nuff respect to Big L who get wreck
Chiggidy check
with entity meant to be sent to me
Authentically a brainiac in action
A maniac, in fact, I cause a chain reaction to get your brain relaxing
With this
is a disappointed idealist. You know what you do? Ask her “Don't I pay your salary? You're a public servant. Get me a glass of water.”
Yeah...
a curse in a verse, I say nope
Grab you by your hand, wash you're mouth out wit soap
Thinking to be the last one wit the bad lingo
Scooping on the skinz
when I kick a curse in a verse, I say nope
Grab you by your hand, wash you're mouth out wit soap
Thinking to be the last one wit the bad lingo
a big dark hell.
Los sicka whacth out for your tails. lika purse told de a male. likea hog dance likea pig tail .
My world dance shattor
pour
On your glass ceiling
While your pensions getting cut.
Working for the same company since 19-90-what?
The fuck is that?
You had your dreams.
put an extra lime on my water glass (I'm so sorry)
An hour later here she come by walking past
(I hate to be a pest but my son would love your
it up, give it up
You got my heart cold stoppin' every time you walk into the room, yes you do
You got my big mouth droppin' every time I stop
just like my guns
And I keep them in a safe place, just like my funds
I keep all my big bills, give my wifey the ones
Frontin' and I'll clap your ass
Called the coroner, to inspect the wreck
Your controller break, did you disconnect
The lightings grim, in this evil den
Got an iron fist, on my whirlwind
when I kick a curse in a verse, I say nope
Grab you by your hand, wash you're mouth out wit soap
Thinking to be the last one wit the bad lingo
Who you know
I don't got no friends
I'm like a guage on the shelf
I stay in my room and
Play games by myself
At call of duty
You don't stand a chance
Inspiration, lookin' at the plane and I jotted down
Scarface, the world is yours if you want it bad
Four text in my phone, still don't call her back
Throw
But for one crowded hour, you were the only one in the room
And I sailed around all those bumps in the night to your beacon in the gloom
I thought I
Fire she spits
She’s like
Don’t wreck yourself
Running again through your mind
Don’t wreck yourself
Running that shit all the time
Don’t wreck yourself
One of a kind, verbal the mind wreck shop
Permanent kind, urgent to climb, pressed up
Insertin the rhyme, it's workin on time, yessir
One
I get big high if I get a little low
Too low I don't get high
Cause a sober mind in overtime is the only way to get by
To the next level of this game
the wine in this glass,
The love in this room,
To making up, girl
We're so good at that.
Come on over, sit back down by me,
Let me have it, take it out
of the river of blood big
Hands keep pulling you down
How long will you stay awake
Holding your breath before you drown
And in the river at the
Bottom there's
a windmill
Top down on the coast, got a wind chill
By 'em grill, big fur, nigga, Chinchill'
Tell 'em simmer down, sit down, sit still
Switch the flow like
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