Lyrics:
I'm jus' tryna get by quick
I'm tryna drop my shit
I just wanna know when I'm gon' get my hit
Patience ain't enough I get it
I hope y'all respect my
It's true, I'm a Rubik's a beautiful mess
At times juvenile, yes, I goof and I jest
A flawed human, I guess
But I'm doin' my best to not ruin your ex–
to the top but I'm still not hot
Even though I got the god damn album droppin'
Album droppin', better get ready
Soon as it hits that shits' so deadly
Better
And then guard kind of gets lowered more and more
I think you should release that
Yeah? Very honest? I'm worried people are going to like
No, I think it's
the drumkit
Whacking it weirdly
Ah hell. Let's do this right
Yeah, you said aw hell
Then let's do this right
Yeah
Then the, then like the tunes get all tuneful
get smacked up
By the are-you-N-D-M-see (that's where it's at cuz)
Known as the tough cats, kickin' tough rough raps
In jeans, leather jackets, my
Yeah I rap and I grow weed
When you this great, niggas don't hate
It's about dollars so it can't wait
Roll that shit and get real in that city
scarred 'cause I'm talkin revolution
What ya rather see me dead by a fuckin execution
If y'all probably go to bed, 'cause it's less confusion
All your see
off
You're in trouble 'cause I'm back
Best in the game and that's just a fact
How the fuck you gon' make it through the whole album
If I'm this
get out of it
Any and all should fall, many are small should call
Naughty By Nature the creator of all y'all
Show hope, show no hope and can't cope,
nigga
It's best y'all wrap it up, I'm back
Y'all get to acting up, it's that
We Get to patching up like when Doc say you done and Pat his back
The only
on a scholarship
Given that I can't find a job (Damn)
I might as well had dropped out of it
I ain't gone talk about the red cap
Cause I don't wanna get into politics
Pussies
Fall in and get quoted y'all
Yeah
It's Cashis
Welcome to the Shady game
G's up
Obie went plat
An' he back with another classic
50
i'm like a dead end
You can't get nothing by me (Stop it)
I'm Nino Man, I keep shooters behind me
They knew how I was comin'
Already when 'Kiss signed
And put me down on my knees
I wrote an album a month
That´s what I´m best on i ain´t in a bed
But still I´m getting slept on
Trynna find another rapper
the best that did it
The best to live it
Every line I hand paint a picture so vivid
It's the Mr crazy, nicest, maybe
We tryna get a leg up and then ash
when we laid at you and Paige's crib
Was there so long I coulda paid rent
Remember when we couldn't get shit?
Best thing bout being broke is you don't
to king, wit a million
MC's waitin in line
Keep a barrel on this album if my man's and them rise
[Method Man]
Now speed it up, uh
[Chorus: x 2]
Run
me get pointed that damn it you
You can hide, you get it if you want to, I do karate moves
But the crush and tigers just might get broken down by
Chauffeured by the latest and greatest strand or brand of pessimism
This album’s dedicated to a basement fulla addicts
It’s too hot up in the kitchen
Had
Hey 'Pac, it's yo' boy
Hey man so far I've been listenin' to your album
And I ain't heard nothin' you could kick back and smoke a beadie to
You
And ya last album was some straight up fucking trash
Hoes on my neck
Hunid thousand dollar checks
I ain't trynna flex
I'm the fucking best
I fuckin made it
think if you get
A chance, you oughta check it out, too
The works I like the best is the performance
Of the Arcana by the
Chicago Symphony Orchestra
Fresh off the jet from just fuckin with Puff
I'm feelin like the best, nobody - bring it back
Fresh off the jet from just fuckin with Puff
I'm
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