Lyrics:
why they stay down, they loyal citizens of Zamunda
By way of A-T-L; if you disagree
don't even look at me ho don't pass go just go straight to jail
With
Well, Busta Rhymes
Come on over here and let me talk to you son
See now, Dolomite just got back from some shit that you about to be it
Well, are you
time to flip
You can find me
Rollin through the hood leanin in the lac'
With a woman on the front and a fifth in the back
Haters on the prowel
I'm back up on the scenery ya bitch you
I'm from the third U. N. L. V. who the hell are you?
Now if you think you can beat me to the draw faw?
Try yo
side of the map
When I visit, momma I'm never comin back
But for now, I'm
Over here on the east coast
Hit A.C. up, kick back by the ocean
I got dreams
havin that, I ain't havin that)
U.S. marshalls at my crib tryin ta take me back fuck that
(I ain't havin that, I ain't havin that)
We could take it
hollaback boy)
Lo Key, jack yo beats, jack yo beats
Lo Key, gonna jack yo beats, jack yo beats
(I'm comin' for your beats)
Lo Key, gonna jack yo beats, jack
Two years ago, a friend of mine told me "Go do your shit and don't change your mind"
I sacrificed up and I paid a fine
That's how I found out I don't
Bringin' ya back again, hurting me more and more
Maybe it's my mistake to show this love that I feel inside
'Cause each day that passes by
Ya got me never
right back to
Fasting and praying to God just to
Get them all off
Don't call me soft
Just cause I'm real with my feels
Not fronting like some of you
down
Gotta stay high to the sky
Watchin the planes flyin by
Yea Yea
Ain't no way I'm comin down
Keepin my feet of the ground
Yea Yea
Makin my way
racked up
Oh
Creative bails been unclogged up
I keep my elbow in your back
To keep yo ass cocked up
Ain't no fuckin wit me
Ain't no
'cause I'm comin' for you
Cruisin' in the Bui' goin' 90 on the interstate
Trooper on the left when passin' by I met his dirty gaze
Hope he ain't be peakin'
been flyin by I need my ink to be my link
My only form of therapy is shit that makes me think
My daughters almost three and I feel like I just blinked
I
Arizona F*** Da Corona
Im By Myself Cuz I Been A Loner
People Be Hatin N***** Be Joaners
I Am A Label I Am The Owner
Stay Wit Some Gas Call Me A Stoner
My
off and threw it on the shelf
But it keeps comin back to me like jim Carey in the mask
I threw it off a bridge it appeared back in my bag
I'm tempted by
Them yungins comin' out of that cut, they runnin' down, they shootin' fine
Lil' bruh hoppin' out on feet, we double back and get it done by
Niggas
Lyrics Translated by HIPHOPLE.com
Like, like, like, look
If you give me a beat like this, then I start buggin
I rap on that shit like it's nothin
or bloodin' in
Bitches on the visits keep the contraband comin' in
Get the strap, niggas grabbin' they gun again
Twelve tryna give me that L, I just wanna
pissed a bit whenever the bus ain't on time
Where they at? They better be comin' back in a Cadillac
I ain't get these quarters stacked for nothin', Jack
like Tyson
Way I been carryin' these niggas, real soon I'ma have me a back like a bison
Late night, I call up my Dyson
Squeeze it real tight like
How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore
And a Scotsman, dropped in the middle of a forgotten spot
In the Caribbean by providence impoverished
to jasmine
When I hop like a rabbit, no bringin' me back and I gotta go back
And I puke in the bathroom, I'm not givin' up and the haters, they laughin
They
on the corner of wetlands with a confederate flag for a headband
God dam eggplants, niggas getting' me vexed man
Cause I'm surrounded by garbage like Fred Sav
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