Lyrics:
mucus in hot water
That's for trying to talk like "The Chronic" was lost product
That's for even thinking of having them thoughts thought up
You better
We're all chemicals, vitamins and minerals
Vicodin with inner tubes, wrapped around the arm
To see the vein like a chicken on the barn
Top cat
been apart.
But it can’t ever be the same, again.
But I know, we will meet again.
You showed me how to heal,
with music and words.
Our love was for
been apart.
But it can’t ever be the same, again.
But I know, we will meet again.
You showed me how to heal,
with music and words.
Our love was for
music and it's still not paying bills, foreal
Gotta live by the hustle, running drills, foreal
Acting up, mama said I need to chill, foreal
Can't chill,
to day
No savings or trust just faith I must believe in hope
Sometime I can't even cope
Sometimes I've lost my way
Swayed by the ever growing trends
to stretch em
So which block we bendin?
Can't speak on how many shots we sendin
Now we gotta wet em
They started the war but it's us that end It
Just scooped
logo
Then came the Roc, that's when everything stopped
Fascinated by the R, the bottle half-popped
For the record, them pre-Doubt records was kinda hot
writing all night long
To get the chain and the charm, Jesus hangin' by the arms
This ghetto gospel, save us with these psalms
The hymns that we spin, these
(DJ Clue)
The Professional
Part Two
Coming real soon!
New shit! Crime life!
Memph Bleek!
Cease!
Ja!
(Memphis Bleek)
Nigga, picture me hot
speed racer
Told that bitch
80 niggas so fake, they out of order
Hold the work it could swim
And take all the water
I done motherfuckin' the shark in
they pussy stuff coke
as I cook and cut coke with the bakin' soda Arm and Hammer
palmin' hammers
think you crazy? nigga, my clique's bananas
takin' over
them bugs by my bed
They still thinkin' that we coppin' sellin raw
Tryin' to put us through them Rico and them Rockefeller' laws
I'm in L.A. the top
blow
you away The more you bite your body gets hot Don't get too cold
because you
might get shot Knowin' that my rhyme's like a poisonous rat Don't
a hundred and ten gallopin' over that hill.
Offhill curve, a downhill stretch,
Me and that Cadillac neck by neck.
Maybellene, why can't you be true?
Oh
to drown
Ownership in my music, I’m talking equity
Investing in myself labels never have to invest in me
Alkaline water after the caesar salad
Keep your
inside with me
My music always in rotation, i mean truly it's amazing
One day they don't care, next day you can't escape it
Jid always being played
when you travel
And make it so hot that you
Could fry bacon on the barrel, pussy
Nigga swell up so big
That if you live you would
Probably have stretch
The Lady of the Lake - her
Arm clad in the purest shimmering samite
Held aloft Excalibur from the
Bosom of the water, signifying by
Divine providence that I,
City light, got me buggin and trife
Some die by the gun, some die by the knife
It's alright, like a game of spades I'm trump tight
Premier hit me with
still talking that shit is absurd
My repertoire, is U.S.S.R
P.L.O. style got thrown out the car
And ran over, by the Method Man jeep
Divine can't
Showed up in a red stretch hearse full of vampires
Blood red rims straight rollin' on flat tires
Screachin' to a halt sparks spittin' at tha
gave up the drop
You ain't going do nothing you know that's a prop
We riding with 30s or better
Fake want to be hard can't step with the steppers
Ain't
jazz
And if they can't play that type of music
You know how we do it you know how we use it
I am the one to call the funk
I am the electric ghost, my
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