Lyrics:
Damn it man, they're all seeing me but that's a puppet
I've been grinding, no discussion
I ain't need you, fuck your budget
By any means and I'm
the best of me?
Death to those who testin me
Cause to test is to try to conquer
But me, I catch em (1-2-3) and do an encore
Get paid by music, no money
got me? Fuck no
Little Pac gets schizophrenic, and manage to damage all y'all
I'll talk about 'em, and you don't really want it
'Cause they're
man
I like you like the Klu Klux Klan
Motherfucker want to front on me?
My posse got a real MC, Too $hort
And it don't stop, and it don't stop,
Let's get 'em!)
Don't look now, but I'm back!
Now give me all my props again
I gotta kick your motherfuckin' ass for steppin' on my moccasins!
style is all in me
Child, the whole damn isle is calling me
P-A-N-T-Y R-A-I-D-E-R, mad raw, I don't cry
Meaning no one can burn or toss and turn me
style is all in me
Child, the whole damn isle is calling me
P-A-N-T-Y R-A-I-D-E-R, mad raw, I don't cry
Meaning no one can burn or toss and turn me
I gives a fuck about a nigga on the streets (uh)
I'm runnin' '94 and I done ran '93, don't like no hurdle
For the murders I committed in my homie '4
Y'all think these niggas tough?
Look me in my eyes, do it look like I really give a fuck?
The game is all twisted, niggas selling out to get a buck
decided to leave and get
His rap on elsewhere
Ask me if they care and I
Give you a stare like no
You can't cope, they dope, but outtie
Fools that follow
Heart got broke, I won't let it show
Type of healing that I do is money in a vault
I don't think it's funny, tell no joke
No amateur, I can flex like
playing but I don't give a fuck cause I'm the one
And don't you forget it
Old friends be asking me when am I coming back
Hmm I'm never coming back
Them
bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb
Oh me, oh my, body like a monster
Let me get inside, ya booty, I'ma conquer
Ain't no question 'bout my size, I'll give you the answer
Girl,
Like an Eagle
Don't play me for a chump, I get around like Gump
And I, got more con in my verse than Chuck
And you don't want no motherfuckin'
featuring Insane Clown Posse
* the typist assumes best guess only on any Spanish pronounciations
"Yeah!
Let me know.(Whats that.)
I'm making kool-aid
When i don't got no line of lean might Hennesy or dusse
They ain wanna let me in the game I was in my own bubble I feel like bobby
fronting mc, I hate to cap
You make hit records and you still can?t rap
I said it before, I?ll say it again
You don?t belive me, ask your fans
When I
the feds almost got me
I had the Cuban posse all up in my room and lobby
Negotiation like an Illuminati network
Don't catch a body experts
my concepts go
My posse's to the side yellin', Go Vanilla Go!
Smooth 'cause that's the way I will be
And if you don't give a damn, then
Why
matching my bandwidth
No you can't come backstage, don't give a fuck who your band with
Lately I'm missing the rage, time to come back with a banger
Pull up
they're paid to be Ruthless, this is why I do this
I don't give a fuck about fame
I rather deal wit a number than a motherfucking name (word)
Get me paid
the feds almost got me
I had the Cuban posse all up in my room and lobby
Negotiation like an Illuminati network
Don't catch a body experts
Aiyo, this is big Nas
I wanna give a shout-out to my man Premo, you know?
From Gang Starr, no doubt
Lil' Dap, Jeru, Melachi, the whole crew
individual
So it's a must I support the peeps in my posse
Speaking of such yo my brother Breev come and spot me
Yah
I got it I got it don't worry about it
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