Lyrics:
by the old school its Killah Toni baby (Killah)
Bump Pac, Snoop, Kurupt and Quik on the daily (On the daily)
Favorite rapper Eazy E straight going
dirty money clean money get
Some money yakhamsayin
Bitch - young money cash money
Old money whatever mna this ya boy man
I could talk a whole lotta shit
you won't peep a stain out
Free my niggas cause i miss them tell them let my mans out
Drop yo location fuck the faking 100 shots gon rang out
I been
when the sun goes down
Bang on the ol' screen door
I wanna hear an old time fiddle
Like you never get to hear anymore
I miss ol' Herman Stover
loose/ too late/ turn the page/
Coz I'm new new
Tryna make me old news and old views
cause I ain’t fit enough to run by your rules
This is just
Yeah, got your bitch (got your bitch)
Yeah, shoot and miss (shoot and miss)
Yeah, catch a fit (catch a fit)
Yeah, made it squirt (made it squirt)
it right and we was on
I did this by myself
And let you motha' fuckas tag along
That's lesson learned
Fire the blunt up and let it burn
I seen these
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SCENE ONE — PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE
SCENE OPENS WITH PRINCIPAL FRANKLIN LAUGHING AT PICTURE
UNTIL MISS BRIGGS WALKS IN THE ROOM.
MISS BRIGGS: SHE
time, alright
Later
Yo, Toke
What's good, family
It's Bonez, man
Just sitting here
Reminiscing 'bout the old s*** we used to do, man
Yo, bruh, you
to hit the organs every time at 40 paces, it's important
I can't explain why now, by the way
Legs in a crate delivery by today
If a uniformed man knock
frame silhouetted by the sun
Was an air mail stamp on a still warm tongue
I was 26 years old the first time I lived in a house
With a washer
resist ha,
Red beans an´ rice didn´ miss ha.
Some knucklehead tried to diss.
Cuz his girls are on ma lis´,
He had game but he chose to hit ´em,
An´ I pull
what I see?
My scene just a crime scene
Got the high beams and the sirens, yeah
My team, we divide teams
Talkin' dirty money? Check the hygienes
yesterday I got spooked out and drewed out on an old woman
I told the lady "Look I'm sorry Miss I knew I was wrong,
but you came so fuckin close to me
Shorty like my locs and my gold teeth
I can tell by the way she like to love me
She said I changed and somedays she miss the old me
She said I change
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
Mi tell yuh Jah Jah fail dem
Take your time fi over stand me
Ca Gal with you
Man a feel brand new
Any time you ready
Me a stand by steady
On your mark
There was one open seat
At the end of a crowded bar
By a grungy old man
With a dirty glass and old cigar
If you're going to drink bourbon Mack
By me
to everybody, shout to all y'all man, shout to Li'l Man, shout to (Miss Gartley) Dough Boy
Shout to Napo The Original 1500s, (Lupe), Bishop G
L-U-P-E, we still
Appalachia
MIC is in the saddle
Yeah I got my rod and a pack of nabs
River bank days make me miss my lab
Beauty queen smilin' love the contour
Dirty dancin'
discernment
Cannot stop a man determined
Who can stop an urgent servant
Told deterrent I am fervent
What can hide when I'm observant
I see all who did me dirty
don't change you got your old moves
Uh, let the past be the past now
You still put me in the background
I been feeling like the man now
I'm hoping you
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