Lyrics:
and breakin backs like Johnny Cage
Swing my hat just like Kung Lao and kick some shit just like Lu Kang yeah
There's no I in TEAM but there's two I's in
like breakin' all his bones, psh
I'm gettin' kicked out of my home sweet home
back (throw it back), bounce dat ass (bounce dat ass)
Make it clap (make it clap), drop it (drop it)
Do the splits (do the splits), you the shit (you
and candid, holdin' back nothin' dammit
Limit breakin' there's no mistakin' I'm up like salmon
My time is now, bring my revolution through wicked stanzas
Usurp
and candid, holdin' back nothin' dammit
Limit breakin' there's no mistakin' I'm up like salmon
My time is now, bring my revolution through wicked stanzas
Usurp
play with me
Now it's been a long time, these bitches been breakin' my walls down
Had to tell them to build up my doors, now I let them in
I was off
you better know who really gangsta
Hollywood ain't know abou' black panthers
Fuck outta my face!
Le' me talk about killas making da quarter by
Rent due,
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head
While I'm checking out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
I'm
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head
While I'm checking out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
I'm
live, that's the motto they use
But all them niggas still live in they mama's backroom
So I'm back in my stu', lookin' up at the stars
When they
candy
In the breakin' heart, not worry about tomorrow
Leave a bitch no sorrow, blowin' money, bounce back by tomorrow
In the breakin' heart, not worry
East nineteen ninety nine my niggas
Thinkin' bout back in the days when the year was '89
Little nigga on da grind
Gotta get mine doing my crime,
into my neck
Her body wanna move like a hungry snake
Oh no more heartbeat! No more way back
You re taked by chain of wasted love
Oh, you need to know
(Rollin' some pack)
Breakin' her back (Breakin' her back)
Took her to Saks, walked out with bags
Creatch pants they sag, weighed down by racks
East nineteen ninety nine my niggas
Thinkin' bout back in the days when the year was '89
Little nigga on da grind
Gotta get mine doing my crime,
back and watch them
Domes blow in slow mo'
I'm on my shit, middle finger to a critic
You put me in a box, I'ma split it
Don't run with the gimmick
You
There's times when I wish I was where I was
Back when I used to wish I was here
Missin' out on my days
Scrollin' through life and fishin' for praise
Hook-
Let me see ya shake it baby
Throw it in reverse(Yea!)
Neck’s you Got’em breakin
Hoes hatin that’s the worst (shake dat shit)
Back it up
I've got a split personality I'm sick, I'm a mess
I have deep conversations with the voices in my head
They're my darkest of demons and my closest
of the beholder, I'm a super-nova
Controller of the lunar and polar, German luger holders
Best to back the fuck up, my mag buckin' up
The slugs could stop Mack
even settled down
And I'd hang around just long enough
To find my way back out
I know now the place that I was trying to reach
Was you, right here in
Now that I'm out, man, I ain't playin' like I hurt my knee
It's common courtesy, I left you for a minute
Now I'm back and packin' punches like I'm
I loved her so hard
Life split us apart
(Before destruction)
Now my brain and heart is back on Track
(I'm so destructive)
Now I'm back on track
Let
it, blame it on the game
breakin' acid
will I spend my life in a cell block or in a casket
or will I get old and get my groove back like Angela Basset
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