Lyrics:
Yeah
Yeah!
Okay!
Okay
You know I'm getting real tired of the petty shit
Too many soft rounds now with a heavy grip
So many other rappers albums that
to
Go to next
Go to ne-e-e-e-ext
Back in the city, I'm back in the H
Bout 2:45 PM back in the Lake
At 5:47 PM I'll be writing
Jotting down verses like
gun wounds
You a punk bitch ass nigga you soft duke
I'm a young rich ass nigga who love to
Show you how a nigga get his lights blew
Teach you
a stash for the 38 snub
And a Banks album 'cause that's where I got my buds
Gimme muscles like 50
Gimme Yayo hands
Gimme a collection plate for Ma$e fans
your sister to the bar
One, two!
I'm knocking on your door
Three, four!
I know you want some more
Five, six!
Pour a glass of MIST TWST
Seven, eight!
Dust
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
I licked my q's before school boy
Moving all these collard greens
I invested in these collard greens
I'm getting it by any means
Got a nine in
the day, stack up before I go away
Just landed time to light up a jay
V.I.P ten bottles of ace
I just met her now she tryna get ate
I'll be in room 201 knock
on
I'm turning up on everyone whoever did me wrong
And I just hope that my successor ain't successful if he try it
Cause if I die tonight then by tomorrow
Labrinth, come in
Ladies and Gentlemen, gathered before you are
Five of the finest word-smiths known to mankind
What you are about to witness is
many niggas, not enough hoes
And some of you niggas, acting like hoes
Stay to myself like loners do
Get high by myself, I'm not in the mood
To politic
Trying to get me home
Before the street light would turn on
And the sky turned black
Because that's
When the evil arrives
'Nangs', needles and knives
How
not here together we here at the same time, this another mission I be on my james bond...
V4:
Had to focus up, roll it up and light it up, this the way
(Ayo yo yo Redman, yo that was last album) Ayo fuck it, bust it
The top, notch, look over your sess spots
Get dumb like a whole bag of jumps with red
views of vo de floes
Mo voor e show of zes check
Q weer ip zen best met e lekker flesse booze
En me ganja doet de rest
Dezen MC doe nie mi mee
Aan koede
diamonds on my body you Know that bitch iced out
Niggas just talking man let's go and knock this niggas lights out
Bullets rip him up now he see through like
[Yung Joc:]
Alright boys and girls
You finally made it to the end of the album
I hope you learned somethin
But the best is yet to come
(WELCOME
That it's one ninety five
I take the bag from the window
But there's nothing inside
That's when this drive thru
Turned into a drive by
Police on my back
Might muster my might today
Can i get a vowel
This is not the album
Intro to the tape
Sorry for the wait
Y'all underestimate
E MV and Zay
I just mean
What
to her and that's murder for hire
By the window, light X, don't ask why
I ain't takin' no Zs 'cause the clan's outside
100 million records, all
a desigualdade
porque eu estou melhor aqui
cada dia é mais uma oportunidade pra mim,
and I just wanna get by
drink some, light one
you live once nigga
estou
Bought by a town
Bought by a country
It's time my man Jamal to come
Meet Mr. Malkski
They set em up the riddim
Sit down, me Billy boy
A-B-C-D-E
everything
And not knowing anything, i swear
The studio's full time, albums by noon time
Told my family we'd get in due time, ain't have to do time
Once you
Yea yea
This how you finish of an album
Let’s get it
I had to cross the bridge for this one just to get some motivation
See the bright lights from my
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