Lyrics:
Jeep, beep, beep
Weed cheeched
By the beach, seated next to Katie Leech
Then went home and made a beat
Me and Sticky rapped to it, f4!
Back when Zack B
[Intro: Lil' Kim]
Ladies and Gentlemen
You are now listening to the sounds
of the Notorious B.I.G. and the Junior M.A.F.I.A.
Jealous niggaz
*cked up
Right now my people f*cked up
Uncle Tom's all in the news, that sh!t be f*cked up
Slavery is a choice, Kanye you got us f*cked up
They ain't just
on me I’m not even your king’s size
Flow thru
You F with me you take an L (FL)
It’s only logic that you know that I’m a pro too (protools)
I dont
nigga! Yeah
[Verse 2: B.o.B]
I'm that nigga that you heard about by word of mouth
They probably say I change the music in the dirty south
Now that
Sunset Sunday starts feeling scary
Bob Saget hosted a sweet sanctuary
Who do you love and who do you tolerate?
Tom made it fun watching grown men's
every step by step all the way to the end zone
I don't go half way no weird side hug make you feel in the friend zone
Not the type to say period like
They sold us
By the lake
Where I wanted
Where I write this song
Right
Where I write this
Oh, oh
Day to day to
Tom de na ran hon
Oh, oh
Day to day
usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the capacity is two.
Smoking stupid gas
(Gas) lifestyle stupid fast, b*tch i came from f^ccing rags. You cant tell me sh*t im glad
And my b*tch she stupid bad (Baaad), Gucci
things by weight
They either drag you down or they lift you
Repeat chorus (then) bridge
Dm bb f bb
I don't read between the lines I'm not ready for what
the memoirs, the lyric and the prose
I am the rhyme arena in the fire
My way is through the thick of it the jungle
I am the song you can only hear without thus
a beach
This beat is heat as a gas leak
Lit on fire by a f*cking molotov and L beam
No nothing is really as it seems,
Do your mother f*cking damn chores
Ok
And on the other side you've
got Infinite Dreams, Killers, Still Life - Harris and Murray wrote that song, debuted number twelve, got to
number six again! My
pronto
Bombs go boom, throw two Glocks to Robocop
Look, mom, wow, my boob job's by Photoshop
Do not go downtown for colonoscopy
Doctors took Tom's foot, so
of Jack the Ripper," what? Nigga please
I'ma push you further back than your hairline recedes
New York City, don't get it confused
Your song
Hillary Clinton is fuct, My bush is fuct, Tyra banks is fuct, you are fuct, Tom hanks is fuct, your shoes are fuct, my farts are fuct, shopping carts are
If you agree to agree
That the greatest is Ali
You'll realize I'm the worst
More like the Cabin Boy Tom Green
If you worship MJ, Pele, and Barry
Take me to the place Tom Dooley was hung
Play, "St. James Infirmary" and, "The Port of King James"
If you want to remember, you better write down
Tom Barrett? More like Tom Beretta
Cause he shoots all his shots, he's a go getter
F. O. A. P., that's Frakes on a Plane
The founder of NamesCon, he's
substitute" for Tom Cruisin
Cruisin, Tom Cruisin
Like a Valkyrie I'll lead the chosen to Valhalla
Cruisin, Tom Cruisin
Your theme song will be Taps if you go
of Jack the Ripper," what? Nigga please
I'ma push you further back than your hairline recedes
New York City, don't get it confused
Your song
I guess it didn't work on "4 3 2 1"
You got out done by Canibus the young gun
Your last weapon, is to call out Wyclef Jean
Not knowing that you
Bob Marley in the middle of the night
Bob Marley make me feel so right, yeah
Bob Marley yes im singing bout you
You make me feel so good let me tell
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