Lyrics:
Good evening, and welcome to eazy's playhouse
You stupid muthafucka
Now that you got the album
What the fuck are you gonna do with it
Bitch
Castle-D boy, he's down with us
D.J. Red Alert, he's down with us
Robocop boy, he's down with us
Makin' funky music is a must
I'm number one.
People
here way down on South Beach major
Globalize, then blow down a South Beach ager
Check it, banana yellow G wagon for the whole sagging
Feel the fox
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Just released another album under the alias Makaveli.
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me the way, somebody show me the way
It's routine, by the beach I rise
First up, I hit the weed then I bleach my eyes
Then it's to the drum
not a lotta things
That impress me but this album definitely took me by the balls
And said look here, this sure is something serious
Futuristic, he
me
We've come a long way since H.O.C. (watch)
I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990, I (I)
Live by the beat, I die by the beat, like
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
uh, uh, Memph Bleek in the house
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
a Philadelphia boy
Tell these people how you moved out and
You a New Jersey resident boy
Them OG's on the block
Are like Japanese chefs
Cause soon as they smell
that I go!
I’m from the E-A-S-T-S-I-D-E, ride with me.
East sider long beach.
R-T-C and I-C-G.
O-M-G and Y-M-C.
Owin’ me I’m COB.
Ima take my
like how did it go
You playing you me you play with defeat you know how it goes
White boy got a gun take it and run 9 'till El Paso
These are your
their girl gone give me face hoe
Prod by Luke he the coldest with the beats
Colorado soon to the mountains from the beach
I've got VA beach behind me
side of the bush by the patio
She woke the boys up with a screech about a quarter to lunch
Sawblade running cutting up shit she stole from the beach
She
Mark it as another project in the books
Another album where I wrote all of the verses and hooks
A fuckin comeback, one album after another
Producing
my sleep
Niggas ain't spitting so I'm listening to R&B
Little bit of SWV probably some Jon B
For no reason at all just order some Don P
If you think
We turning the pages
We doing collaborations
Three boys on beat together joining the nations
Three countries together
Making some equations
Three boy
Everyday we gets the call
'Nice job on the album guys'
Fed the way to Heaven Ball
Show them all how we can fly
This one's for the Captain 'Ham
Hit me up
Give me backshots, now it's back to D.R (yup)
Fly you out to P.R., can't put you in no Dior (D)
Look into my eyes, you could tell I want a D boy (D)
of kids are now thirty, no doubt
And some of my own dear teachers are my coworkers now
Hey Ross, we could've made an album decades ago
While the experience
For your boy
I'm watchin' Freaks and Geeks with the trampoline on the floor
I'm tryna pop the McLaren with the vertical doors nigga
Money,
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