Lyrics:
to murder you with more lines
Yeah
One of a kind
Shoot you at you blind
Illest to rhyme
Since I was like 5
Since I was 5
B*tch Don't Come Back At Me
it's a new king on the throne with the roar of the crowd
It's Bun B and while I'm holdin' it down, you can't stop the reign
Chorus
Razah:
You can't stop
getting mad at that, I need some peace, some Z’s and sleep
I know cause you are sending letters that you wanna be with me
Sorry this not a catchy song you
(Mbee Mbee)
(Ay ay)
(Ay ay ay)
(Yeah)
Don't need no pill to be Real
How the fuck you ain't Feeling me
Ay man I swear that's Insanity
Fucking with me
the poor kids
Were victorious
May be luck
May be a dream
But I swear some day
I'll get back to that place
It's ok
That's the way
When you're rolling with
dvd's
And I wondered if you felt the same
Just say the word, I'll be on my way
I'm just a few, few blocks away
I just want to see your pretty face
(stop huh)
We a moving truck, the beef shop bitch
(skrt, skrt skrt)
I hang with a lot of fucking killers
(gang, gang)
And if you disrespect my niggas
'd laugh at me
And be asking me
If I'm gonna be home next week
And then you'd lie with me 'til I fall asleep
And flutter eyelash on my cheek between
flicks from a groupie at any time
(anyway)
You let it go your love let it show
Let it be known when I come home you better be ready yo
DVD's Hennessy
standin' in the form amongst the children of the corn
Like the son of man stood with a crown made of thorns
The only difference is for you there'll be no
time you see me again gangsta'd up
Chilling wit my beanie again
Got many of friends in b ball, football
Baseball, the penetentianary, the graveyard
To stop
Too black to be with the whites but Too white to be with the blacks
Ended in a cop car my homie ain’t Call Me back
Almost went to jail but my dad he
to
My school with a camera
I freestyled on his DVD for
A minute then after it hit the streets
I was known as K dot from Compton
Man Hootie probably was
better back the fuck back before I fuck you up
This that Hip Hop shit
This is that Smack DVD's not no Tik Tok shit
This that black timb boots ain't no flip
call you, George"
I said, "Baby, (baby), baby, (baby), baby, (baby)
Well, you can call me George Jetson, call me George Jones
I'll be your
your needs
Let's set up the camera and make a DVD It's past eleven and I know you see the LED
Lady with the hoes and we at the B&B Please don't call me,
not to be a window shopper
Mama you can have fifty, mama you can have platinum
All you gotta do is break a nigga off proper
You could be with your
not to be a window shopper
Mama you can have fifty, mama you can have platinum
All you gotta do is break a nigga off proper
You could be with your
like I'm one of the livest
One of hip hop's finest, elite rhymers
And I plan to graduate with honors
But one day we'll all be a bunch of old-timers
wood with wheel on
With a flyin' bitch some old gangsta shit
Flat screen DVD's smoking stank and shit
Ain't dat shit Sunday bull tank and shit
Top down
sweat it
Soon u can forget it
I had dreams that I turned to reality
By any means
Regardless of the casualties
Behind the scenes
Ever after
Never
Insanity, DVD, how I stretch 'em out
What the stress about? INS best out
Fact, you knew that before he left the house
Fresh at the produce section
Gaze at my
a problem with you, you the blame you know
Send a message and then this niggas brains explode
So if you see a nigga holla at me passin' by
Show up
on a sofa bed watching DVD's music in our heads
Listen to the rain coming down outside, I could die with you and it would be alright
There's only one thing
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