Lyrics:
[ VERSE 1: Everlast ]
Listen up, learn, you'll get your turn
I'm sendin this out to all it may concern
The party master Everlast is here
Before we
Should have held back, but you throwed the punch
'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch
No D to the U to the G for you
Got a son on the way by
on the hype train now it's been like that all year
Guess this scene just ain't yours nah your lane is over there
I've been feeling myself some more ice they'd
But your fan base think you the old Cass'
Battle rap gem
(gym) liftin' the wrong weight to get
Ya body a whole cast
You done pulled up on the wrong
currency we got more diamonds
Look at them diamonds shinin', they shinin'
Make your bitch blind man we is so stupid
Migo Bands came with a whole lot of gold
Aaron Donald tryna get to the sack
Made me 41 bands like Kamara, then I ran it back
I know some niggas that bust at your grape
Then leave your ass in
Should have held back, but you throwed the punch
'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch
No D to the U to the G for you
Got a son on the way by
Should have held back, but you throwed the punch
'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch
No D to the U to the G for you
Got a son on the way by
on a roll
Hold up, slow up, stop, control
Like Janet, Planet, Stankonia's on ya
Movin' like Floyd, comin' straight to Florida
Lock all your windows, then
burglers and ledges, look out you window I'll be hidin out in your hedges waitin for the second for you to turn your back and jump threw the window
the Boulevard
I'm a hip-hop gangster and my name is Todd
Just stimulated by the beat, bust out the rhyme
Get fresh batteries if it won't rewind
Cause I play
I'm a hip-hop gangster and my name is Todd
Just stimulated by the beat, bust out the rhyme
Get fresh batteries if it won't rewind
'Cause I play
know its really hard to sleep on
I don't want your love, just want the attention
Fuck up out a nigga mentions
Scatter my mind, had to collect it
Man,
niggas hurt
Come settle your fuss
Them bitches broke
Try leveling up
I used to go plain
The bezel is bust
I can see triple
My level is up
She know I'm
bust the rhymes the
Way that the cops claimin' us
Like "put your hands where I could
See before it get dangerous"
Fuck twelve and whoever gave 'em
this
Wound my windows down still smoke tinted
Shotgun mad glocks all up in it
And we all pack heat, cause we all family
So watch your back motherfucker
send that walking
30 to your front door
Baby 3, he got that Choppa, better get low
Pack mob, big guns, and them bankrolls
We'll bust a nigga head
And get
longer,
"Sir," said I, "or madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is, I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you
Don't even go that route
Throw on your running shoes and make moves
Yo, for my QBC duns, it's all real
We hold it down you bust yours
We bust ours
than imagined, a lid die-cast in lead
On our lives we nourished
And the days we cherished as kids
We let it whizz on by, but when I rewind
Your smile
die? (Bitch, please)
Gettin G's by any means necessary
That's why my cousin doin' time
And my dogs got buried
Y'all bitches is afraid of the gang
Sittin'
Don't you know that
I'll be around to guide you?
Through your weakest moments
To leave them behind you
Returning nightmares
Only shadows
We'll cast
Sit down with your chamomile tea"
But Bella would rather be on her white bicycle
Pushed by the wind, feeling free
Feeling free, feeling free, feeling
theyself hurt
While I be sippin' gin straight in a plastic cup
On a park bench on 12th st., my whole crew's famous
You tried to bust your gat and keep it
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