Lyrics:
to your indictment
Whether or not you like it, still, number one I hype it
Your album, rewrite it
How many MC's, wannabemceez
Never be MC's, cause
I am pursuing that number one album, worldwide
And fuck whoever doubt him
Under the spotlight, neither black nor white
It doesn't matter (do
Cthulhu
Way worse than Pazuzu
Summoning through the black magic voodoo
The great one who they call call (4X)
Cthulhu
(2nd Verse)
Coming from out
in my mess, but everyday you still find me
You cleaned me of my sin like a new white tee
Second Corinthians ten:four, it's time to wage war
Against
Peace don't make me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers rappin' succotash
Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta live by
Peace don't make me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers rappin' succotash
Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta live by
bet this album fresh"
Premier was dressed like King, Guru was Malcolm X
In the video for "Who's Gonna Take The Weight?"
I came from the same place, I
bet this album fresh"
Premier was dressed like King, Guru was Malcolm X
In the video for "Who's Gonna Take The Weight?"
I came from the same place, I
I didn't comply
Or she stands aside
Letting the cops know what
I'm a stand up guy
Well, what do you see when you stand by me
A man, with equal
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
Roc-Wears, bandannas and white tees
Me without a gun dawg, unlikely
You know I keep the heat right under the wifebeat'
Three-X-T, I'm Lincoln now, you can't
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
of sinners baby I'm a Cole album
When my album drops, niggas know it'll be a cold album
Negative energy, nigga I can't have it
When I prophesy, feeble minds
Blood stains on my Valentino's
How a nigga been stepping
Ask about us no question
It's just three letters I'm repping
I got great reviews on my last album
ten on this album, so forgive me for wanting just the one
It could be good, maybe we should make some music, some music not by John
I could sing
dance like if I was Albert Alien
People just love it when the Biz starts to play
With my (beatboxing), and by the way
Skeezing with a girl is
You can't admire me, don't let me catch you staring pimp
I'm like a great white shark in this aquarium
When I was young, I knew kids out caroling
Around
catch up like
The sauce from a tomato
I see myself in Great White
You shrimp just like alfredo
And the way that I'm getting bread
Like I'm a jar of mayo
right
What's all this talk that nas got bought?
I'd rather outline my body in white chalk
Ain't nobody been where I been, they at a stand still
This
really thought by 21 I'd be in a prison hall or a wooden coffin
The Great Pretender, I just shrug it off, my brain exhausted
My heart been bleeding since
for the white kids who still singin' that "Thotiana" (Huh?)
In the back of they mom's new Honda, sayin'
"Please play the song 'Mo Bamba'!" (Hahah!)
This
TI-Aight Big Kuntry
Big Kuntry-Wat it is
TI-You betta tell em
Big Kuntry-I'm on it nigga
TI-Aight Big Kuntry
TI- Yea dats right [x8]
Big Kuntry-You
eastside shit on the speakerphone
I send work out to Georgia, it's all peachy though
Coke's all white, you think it was bleached by Ichigo
Getting money,
on Calеdonia Road
A couple factory gigs, split between the folks
Kept us all afloat
Hearts still full of hope
By '89 suburban dreams was being bought
So we
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