Lyrics:
to the money, I designed by myself
I'm loaded, racked up loaded
Backup nigga, watch how I blow this
This shit come and go, hocus pocus
Gotta keep a hundred
It's the number one crew in the area!
The Big L be lightin' niggas like incense
Gettin' men lynched too intense
I'm killin' infants for ten cents
on an adventure through the making of
The album: Cherry Bomb take a seat
And relax
Yo, what up, it's Tyler
And I'm about to show y'all
What really went down when
I
and tuck
Gt da digital dash bouta paint my v dub
Damn what you do put the duces on it
Pull up with the crew its a kodak moment
Onli here for one night she
'When the Wind
Blows' - which is cartoon
Book by Raymond Briggs
Which is an anti-nuclear thing for instance
The lyrics 'When the weather starts to burn
if it don't flow, gotta go
Fo' sho', if it don't blow, gotta go
Fo' sho', if it ain't dough, gotta go
Some didn't listen 'til my gun went BLOW
faces
By the way this Clayton and my mind sick
It spreads contagious let's remind them
My private school's patrons of rhymin' fools and viable troops
It's either you play ball or you drug dealy dealy
Standin' on the block when the spot get hot
Guaranteed to get set up, by a crooked cop
So I'm
trying to get
To the record store
And it was all on the news though
How I was rocking the show for five and ten cents or more
Ah ha I was all in your mind
and the endo sack, make me slack?
Cock tailed or V'd up, gettin' swiss cheesed up
Please don't blow my high
(blow my high)
When I'm sippin' that purple
pretty good some play so bad it hurts
We pick up their golf balls that fly over the fence
We shine 'em up a little bit and sell 'em back for fifty cents
one stone
It's crazy to me how easy killing birds is
Emotional support music
What the people want to hear
Supplemented by not feeling worthless
Sounds
you Make It To See 21
[50 Cent:]
I'm'a Soldier, I Done Told Ya, Don't Make Me Fuck You Up
Leave You Head Bust, I'm'a Head Busta, Man I Don't Give
the tuck
Think the Xanax and the Endo Sack, make me slack?
Cocktailed or v'd up, gettin Swiss cheesed up
Please don't blow my high
Don't blow my high
When
a burnin' case I'm shakin' niggas up, no earthquake Mad spittin' like a kid with no birthday Huh?
It's funny how money get blow How we ain't got money
em up
Woo
I want the kit real naked with no Stock on it Shit
He shoulder lean when he in Shock he just dropped on us
I gotta clean way of thinking bae
Give her that money, go blow something (blow it)
She want a rack 'til I pop something (rack)
She want a trick, I'm not one (not one)
Pull up and hop
shining
Don't cop the bling to up my swag, that's freestylin'
Bastard flow, nastier than cashis blow
Rope-a-dope against George foreman in 74
October's
the world, I was on the front raw
Run DMC show me what I wanna be
I got kicked up studio by Kool Moe Dee
The coat cross four in the tretch terrastry [?]
Give
When you're around and unwound could you please, keep it
(Scatting)
I said I make 250,000 wait a minute I mean 360 dollars, shit anybody got 5 cents
be slow or quick
I am the shit
You just a little kid
I'm just built different
Go pay your rent
What's it cost like two cents
Here's my two cents
Give
24/7 I've been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it, just to get by
24/7 I've been working overtime
to take his place
Bear with his tomfoolery... Even if it splits
Your face! Don't be
Fooled by a peaceful
Un! He scared of em' supremacists! Of
Whom, trump
Do not fuck with him
Stewing junk is what
All of us tryna do
University graduated and
all of us like balloons
Gonna blow up soon
Know you feel it too
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