Lyrics:
keep those songs alive
Those boys deserve some credit, don't forget it
Hit it, hit it
I go window cleaning, to earn an honest bob
For a nosey parker
the likes of those
People who don't even like themselves, but they will fight you though
On our beliefs, G.O.D
That's my currency
That's my innocence, that's
There's a bullet in my ass, ah"
Ted kennedy, good senator, but a bad date
You know what I'm saying, folks? One of those guys who gets home
At four
E-V-I-L E and Ice-T are on a jack move
Layin down the dope groove, smokin those who disapprove
Wreckin the deck, you'll regret if you cross punk
of a mobster
See a nigga pass by
Tuck your chain in cause he might rob ya
Got glocks for sale, red dots for sale
Anything that you need, believe me, I'm
I try but those men try
I'm not the most handsome guy after you either
But baby I need ya like anime sequels
Like water to seafood, I breathe you I
Halfway out of this olden place
Fullway fallen from any grace
Way down deep in the dungeons
For a twist of defying taste
Better go now who needs you
to play with me?
I'm one of those blokes who like their own company
But never mind the company I keep
I'm just tryna Bo Peep
So who wants to be a sheep?
Workout is The Body Doc.
I am the Professor Doc.
This is for the Queens
For the Teens
For the Ladies
For the Baddies
For the Divas
For all o' those that
Apologies to those who were maybe just unaware
My blessings were a given, not taken from any share
You hearing trappers music in church and it's very rare
I'm
homies
Every time I'm lonely
I think about those old ways when the grass was so green
Soaking up the rays in the sun we'd play
Always looking forward
the bump-bump in my trunk now
Uhh, I'm 'bout to, I'm 'bout to funk
Now all the ladies seem to like my style
Guess I'll be here for a while, mmm
To see who
interstellar expeditions I take
I'm a matte black drop of the sun
Seen many men run from, stunned from
Livvy with the ray guns
I say who you ever knew like this,
(along with the remnants of
Everything new)
My holy disease will do
Wonders for you!
Those lovely producers
Who paid for you 'then'
Will do it again,
dawg, he like an elder brother to me
Who knows to seek for the beauty, even when shit gets ugly
I gotta give one to KZ, he’s like another version of me
the bounce, Timbo the king nigga (uh, yeah, uh)
Point out the bounce, yeah, Young Hov' the king nigga
Uh, I got why'all
For those that think Hov' fingers
to stay boy!
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and murk to get murked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my
ready for it
Because life gon change a bit
And I know she bona fide
Feel like we Bonnie and Clyde
Ones who flyer than Mcfly
She's flyer than all those
told you to take part too but
Wait a minute why do you look look look shook?
How to look for what and where
It's like a Chinese box in a box right there
last chapter
Cause all this pain I can't heal
Fake relatives only bonded by blood
Ain't got no time for no fake love
Cause niggas
Moved back to the U
I
you for the rest of my life
|C|
So Let me take it back
cll the things we said
cll those hurtful words
Stuck inside my head
Let me take it back
Imagine if I let those words crush me right there,
would I made it this far?
Would I be right here?
A year ago go by I did at movie named Holes.
Now I’m
champion)
(By second round knock-out, three minutes and forty seconds, Can-I-bus)
Yo, Canibus, man, you movin' like Mike Tyson Jr., man
You in and out,
champion)
(By second round knock-out, three minutes and forty seconds, Can-I-bus)
Yo, Canibus, man, you movin' like Mike Tyson Jr., man
You in and out,
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