Lyrics:
in the chamber
For the jackas and the dope fiends
Fools come short get rowdy
Kick down doors
Show mutha fuckas that ya bout it bout it
Her MVP
Mr. M.E.B. Outta East Big D
It Feels Good To Have Somebody Around
To Call Daddy And Thangs
Mommas’ Whole Demeanor Done
I'm the only one wrap, bitch, the pack in the mail
Had to make somethin' for the gangsta bitches
Never by myself got the banger with me
Hatin' ass
are gold
You are somebody that I wanna hold
If you do the same then don't let go
I am yours I hope you know
When you're back, I'll be waiting by
stressed to be the best,
I've done it all
I've slammed the doors, I've jammed the locks
I've paved the bricks, I've built the wall
No one could tell me
turned out to be a seventy three
And when we tried to put in the bolts all the holes were gone.
So we drilled it out so that it would fit
And with
da dang"
Then it all got it started for me, man
Yo, man I'm just getting back from the tour, man
What it be like, man?
Yo, bust it, turn me up
just drop by
And you expect me to be free
But now I'm saving all my lovin'
For someone whose lovin' me
Oh now go
Walk out the door
Just turn
on the verse split
Let it be known, I tote my chrome
Refuse to get caught loose with it
Looking down at my shoe with it
I'mma real baboon with it
40 over there
have dreamt
because I'm down with the three the unstoppable three
me and Adam and D. were born to M.C.
and my body and soul and mind are pure
not
at I and I can't stand it
Wanna be down with the Day-Glo
Knocking on my door, saying, "a yo yo"
Knocking on my door, saying, "a yo yo"
"I got a funky
Good look Yeezy
Y'all stay blinded
By that light
Somebody pass me a shell to the right
Yes, I'm goin'
I be outtie
And you can find me
I'll be
I can't be your only remedy
Tryna save you is gonna kill me
So write it down, put it in a song
Hope you pour it out
We'd all feel less alone
'Stead
the door's not open now (Break it down break it down)
The Globe keeps spinning (The hole damn world is)
But I ain't moving (Excuse me?)
We can't keep joking
Verse 1
In a world we be living by the minute
You expecting all the dreams to be coming true
Counting down every time I reached the limit
Hoping
made a mistake? (Too hot)
Did somebody swap my plate? (Too hot)
Ima be sweating all day! (Too hot)
This shit is way too hot for me
Out at a restaurant
are we on Maury
Another story, poor me, a few months in
My mom showed us the door she
Told us get lost like Dory
At my core deep down I'm at fault for
the secrecy
Secretly beefin' me behind closed doors
But playin' it peacefully for the streets to see
My nigga, have some decency
Don't move like a puto
the secrecy
Secretly beefin' me behind closed doors
But playin' it peacefully for the streets to see
My, have some decency
Don't move like a-
Could
Skeltah album called
Sean Price be like, "I'm not sure any" yeah that was my shit
I used to bump that shit all day
By this time I knew I wanted to be
burning like the sun
1, 2, 3,
Don't you say maybe
3, 2, 1,
Im having too much fun
Finally Im out the door
Take the pain, come back for more
I don't even
Yea I don't know if I don't know if you'd be down or not
Alright Bet I'm on my way
Ok just pulled up got my jumper wet
Window tint five percent
Phone
that don't concern me
Long as I get my money next Friday
Now next Friday come I didn't have the rent
And out the door I went
So I go down
a minute, I just got some e-mail
Somebody selling twelve CDs for a dollar
Make me want to holler (Yeah)
Alright to the maximum
I don't need you to tell
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