Lyrics:
a shot it was really hot.
Had to let it burn and that’s the tea.
It's some shit to do
And I'm good on that it's some
Shows and albums n***a gotta
This is your album, so that means you definitely got to get funky, so run it
[The D.O.C.]
Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by
the city
Ha-ha-ha-ha, that shit was hot G
In one baby, let's use it, uh-uh
Yeah-yeah, uh-uh, yeah-yeah, uh
Boss Hogg Outlaw niggaz
G-A-N-G-S-T-A, be
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,
of us getting left it's
Not a lot options left for the crew
I guess what's left is what's due
The game picks 'n' choose
Paid by the life but no insurance
a fool
I'm sick of the game
I won't play by your rules
I fell for your sight
'Cause you bright like a Jewel
But I need it to stop
You treat me like a tool
my first album going hard on diss last one diss last one made diss album in 7 days in my home studio blessed by God to be on diss ride i rode da wave
chatting to Osama
Skepta the K I N G
Man start panicking when I MC
Yeah, J-A rules, but it’s Boy Better Know
It’s not Murder IN-C
Yo, they’re some hating
"Aye yo, Donz Press Play"
"Turn Me Up J.Kav"
Mama is an Alumni, yeah
Nowadays, she's hard to come by
(Ain't much)
Her knowledge makes the sunrise
Just dropped a album but I still ain't got no time for sleepin'
I might wake up, drop a mixtape for no reason
Influence you lil' niggas, happy that you
Fuck it, I made my bed now I gotta get in it
Sleep on my great thoughts, wake up and get it in
This is my fourth album I ain't made a dime yet
I hustled
every block
Was knocking Lauryn Hill Album Non Stop
Along with we must not let outsiders violate our block
Wisdom with a splash of sarcasm yo she very
album was the Wicked Ways & Softer Shades
Konphlicted was the perfect name
Cause though you yearned for change
Was burned by the harshest of the game
You
I slide in
45th skippin' like flipper on the glide-in
Comin' through the spot
Jewels drippin' like Poseidon
Different bitches trippin'
Tryna get up
Travel through time, to climb and develop self
Improve lines in due time, top of the shelf
Is where the jewels are kept, knowledge like school
Don't
me n****
This world is such a um
And when I say this world
I mean it
It's such a give me give me give me
Everybody back off
You know everybody was like
the weakest nigga out the crew
I probably make more money off yo' album, than you
You see the respect I get every time I come through
Check your own videos,
That album droppin’ (It’s comin')
In a minute, shit
Right now I got a package droppin’
(I'm busy, nigga) i was broke and niggas act
Like they forgot
Here's a quote from Slaughterhouse n°5, a book about the present, a book I really like.
"Why me? Why you? Why us for that matter? Why anything?
some be loosing the pedal
Keep it together for that medal
Stop confusing the pebble
That's the Jewel of the gem
That's the, heart of a rebel
Somebody
bitches giggled at me on my day one
Now year number three and I'm plotting vacations
Got a baby on the way that's what I call my album
That u-s-n
to prison these c***suckers racist
I aint got time for n****s thats on that fake sh**
Rats and them fleas talking thats a plea bargain
I should be in
B-E-G-I-N-N-I-N-G
Its the beginning of my fame
And I'm here to play the game
Please don't hate on me because we ain't the same
And if you do that is
you off
Broad, with the cause (yeah) bitch on a mission
Keep them niggas by they nuts while you hoes be dick kissin
Missing the game, damn bitch it's
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