Lyrics:
poet that you know it would
I'd rather talk about how my neck is frozen and I
I'd rather talk about the naked hoes and the stay up in the bitches
more wack albums with two joints
No more ballplayin' rappers who shoot ya two points
(No more G 'cause I'm sick of your hip-hop!)
Your flows bore like
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the One World Album. It has also been released on The Country Roads Collection album
Then I walked by a bedroom and it sounded like somebody was getting killed
I walked in on MGK holding a knife to Eminem's daughter
So I punched him in
the naked eye capturing life as it happens
Biographic take you back like chiropractors
More than fighting for the title of the tightest rapper
Burn that
white powder on it and there were
little brown moons beneath her eyes
and i saw into her
an arabic women parading around naked
powerful, irreverent but
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
impossible
For the weak at last now behold the unstoppable
Third eye watchin' you, watchin' me
Throwin' rocks from the penalty box, cop a plea
Young g we
I am born
I am me
I am new
I am free
Look at me
I am young
Sight unseen
Life unsung
My eyes have just been opened
And they're open very
Penitentiary dick, the trot caught your eye
When I walked by, I said, "Hi"
But you was so shy, I can't lie, damn near stuttered when you walked by
You want me
technology
But I can't make a blade of grass
Oh, no please reassure
Me the somehow I am more
That is the crutch that I need for my balance
Comparisons how I
a naked eye whatever we could have to know
Will I see you tonight when I have no one to ride with
It's an empty whip flyin' by an island
And it's safe
painted (yeah)
More colorful than Kelis naked
Your skills is least debated and your album least awaited
Even Big Tigger wouldn't let you in "Tha Basement"
and I'll fall and rise on codine
An' it's real, an' it's real, one more time
An' it's real, an' it's real, one more time
Tangerine Eyes
Please darling
I'm going door to door, with foreign swords
Causing more than war slaying rappers, commercial or horrorcore
So hold your head 'cause I'mma torture
(They're naked demons)
The outside will find us, learn us
They'll counter our judgment
Flush it all away
Embedded with blindness, they define us
For
this here gat and shoot ya in the eye)
Who ya fucking with governor E?
Don't ya know I'll hang ya dead ass from a tree
(Then swing ya by ya foot)
caught the fame of soul
Years after mama had me, tell ya gladly
I brung forth the Tunin'
Which cause eyes to zoom in
Which put your person into focus
at this moment
But the need and lust
To feel me inside you is more powerful
You close your eyes, inhale deeply, then
With a slow and prolonged exhalation
Call me by my name
And in that time of prayer and waiting
Where doubt and reason dwell
A jury sat deliberating
All is lost
Or all is well
Home,
on X, eyes pitch black
I got 2 more 'nites is you wit' that
Fuck it let's go, when we pop out Lil' Moe
Drop the top part of the 'Dro
Later on I'm
case you don't know
I want more than just your body loving what my eyes see
Got me thinking maybe you could be the one
Take me deeper than
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
that was quite a bit more thick and way more long
One of those porno king kong dongs
Check it out, yo uh
I wish my dick was bigger yeah, I can admit
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