Lyrics:
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
Jada who eva man old nigga new nigga wut yo yo yo yo yo
[verse 1]
Who really the best rapper since BIG eint here
Y'all no the answer to that when kiss
Gunny, Hey yo Jay wharrup fan, ya?
D block, hey you ready, if you ready go in or what?
Yeah, I clip up the nigger, Johnny,
Can I get any higher,
the club
We throwed them hunnids not no ones
Throwing them hunnids we fuck them
Whole by the firm
Step in the club
Pocket full of hundred, no ones
Choppa
down (tell 'em girl)
Ay yo, my rolls be Liberace
And my bedroom is off the hook all day, designed by Versace
Y'all just watch me, this is how I blow
scary vatos
Kept the hussle on Dikembe
Holding down the block yo
Placing bets
Cause the knowledge out weighs the Luck
And the flow is all natural
I don't
in yo head, is my electricution
But I'm comin back, and this time I'm strapped
And fuck +The Law+, 'cause I'm bustin my gat
And I'm wanted by y'all,
[Puff Daddy]
Yo Puff Daddy
Get off me
Ladies & gentlemen
You're about to witness something that you've never witnessed before
Sauce Money's in
Thinkin' 187 proof nigga come take a sip
I'm sick, as fuck I'll do a drive-by in a black hearse
And leave yo in the street for homicide I think 380 burst
whole team in (Y-O)
D-Block homicide, look 'em in they faces
(D-BLOCK) look how many shooters with us
Count how many cases
Hardest in the world
(Ghost)
My crew
My crew
My crew
My crew
Yo, yo, now now, now now
When I wake up before I gather up my pens
I shine up my fronts, I give a Dutch for all my
You probably wonder what this all about
I told you i was coming with a album out
I told u i was not holding back anymore im devoting my medulla
Till
so much racist hatred shit not being accepted by the crazies and drizzies Dre Dre He So So Dro How could you diss tho' Yo You Don'T Even Know How Sick
so much racist hatred shit not being accepted by the crazies and drizzies Dre Dre He So So Dro How could you diss tho' Yo You Don'T Even Know How Sick
I fell asleep again i wasn't ready for it yo
The harvest appeared less plentiful
Than last season
I imagine sloppy seed handling evoked
A stroke
Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels
Write a book full of medicine and generate mills
Tour the album
the past
Time flies, yea talk about fast
Don't give me #1, I should represent last
Now we past that, bitch I'm the best on yo block
Slap on my album, you
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
the block where you can suck a cock
Then shoot your phone by a stupid mistake with a Glock
If you want to stalk me
Come knock at my door so I can knock your
the block where you can suck a cock
Then shoot your phone by a stupid mistake with a Glock
If you want to stalk me
Come knock at my door so I can knock your
Yo Craig (yeah)
There's some real jealous people
out there right (uh huh)
Trying to say how you're wack (what)
How your music's soft (what)
coming through your block, got somethin mean (mean)
The Ferrari pink, it blings (blings)
Yep, I got suede in my dash
I got your chick ready to kiss my
here to stay, I ain't hiding, got a album on the way
Spend a bag to feel okay and get it back by the day
Dancing with my demons, different reasons
Feel
will it stop?
Yeah I've got nuff bredrins locked down
Getting sent down to the block
I don't wanna live that life
So I grip that mic
Yo fuck am I
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