Lyrics:
said, "what we doin'?," I said to I'm, let's chop
So now the people finally get three of the best locked
Never be another choppers comin' so let's rock,
a bottle of champagne taking about
Harry, Joe, and Dick and Bobby and what they ain't got
And they live down in the lower development homes, and you won't
bottling
Now, we're gonna get a bit more serious
We're gonna chat about the shit that induces
Delirious, insidious, and hideous and pitiful hysteria
Caused
said "Enough of that humble rap"
Now every single you drop I'ma double that
Jigga-jigga Joe cut the record down to
My sound surround you like racism, you
quiet, Sgt. said this was gonna be pretty easy
Yeah, but never underestimate those fucking niggers
Alright are you ready?
Yeah, I'm as ready as I'll
on earth were through
And he must face the world without me
Is the love I gave him in the past
Gonna be enough to last
If tomorrow never comes
'Cause
them no go take pas my turf
This bars are cleavage I’m a bitch if I don’t get it off my chest
Brain wasn’t gifted by a fat man who ride
Deers
I
I gave you my love, it was never enough
I gave you my heart, but you never could trust
I gave you my soul but it only was lust, why must we always go
Now I gotta get up and face the world, huh
The pressure is on, It ain't never gonna stop
I sho' gotta learn to use my mind
I don't want to be
sentenced there's a senator with all the same offenses
Who will never see a cell, yet they sell you on the speech about
How they are not your enemy
And if
slaughter, and I promise
That I'm never gonna quit it, cause I'm lyrical gifted, comin' through I gotta get it, guarantee I'm about to spit it like woah
Swing
"everybody wants to hurt me" (what?)
Paranoid, so I strike out at whatever (uh)
The closest thing to me is gonna get it, but never (uh)
Will I kill, I think
nigga, Joe gonna let em loose on me"
True Story, I'm bringin the T back
Even Roy Jones was forced to "Lean Back"
My nigga Dre said grind cook
Now we killin
my glass and shout shanghai
My drummer friend comes shooting by
He said Errol Flynn will never die
Oh no! Who am I to question why?
And are you
I'm my own genre you're all about that old drama
I don't spit fire I throw lava I'm gonna smoke this fucken marijuana
Getting my dick sucked by your
started now
Let's get this started now
I ain't gonna lie to you, I remember layin eyes on you
All I thought about was livin life beside you, Boo
All I
(one heart)
So you gotta get to giving it up
It don't matter how long we're here
It's never gonna be long enough
It ain't about the amount
surrounded by foam
Lately I haven't been feeling good enough anymore (Yeah)
Should I go and not have to deal with any of this anymore? (Yeah)
I'm gone (Yeah)
"everybody wants to hurt me" (what?)
Paranoid, so I strike out at whatever (uh)
The closest thing to me is gonna get it, but never (uh)
Will I kill, I think
face like what! Question?
Do you know where you are?
You talkin' big shit you
Best to get steppin'
But you'll never get far
If you slip and let my crew
chance it gets
Take the hits and then use them to learn, yeah
Broken life living
You'll find success after years never winning
You're gonna show that young
Monday Blues tryin’ to get you down
Let’s not talk about
Never wanna talk about
Everybody gonna let you down
Let’s not talk about
Never wanna talk
Monday Blues tryin’ to get you down
Let’s not talk about
Never wanna talk about
Everybody gonna let you down
Let’s not talk about
Never wanna talk
doesn't wanna beat me
Tell me more, I'll get you out of this fight
We could never take him
For an eternity I'm stuck in one spot
I was too slow, and you'll
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