Lyrics:
no more, y'all on your con shit
The fuck is your conscience? Testing me is nonsense
The whole city is mine, I'm the best up in my conference
Ain't
Sike
A couple days past
Caught flights back to Chicago
Completely swallowed by sorrow I had to change the tempo
I couldn't take it no more
Tired
with some more, if you don't hear me, so I split your wig)
(Glock in my draws as I walk the motherfuckin' track)
(Hit me with some more, if you don't
I'm seein'
Mean nothin' was the same
And I'm no longer dreamin'
Man, this already a classic, yeah
I'm the future, so you can't look past it
If you take
guns and nails
Nine inches, hurt, I cause stitches, build
With Gods on track, suffering visible scars, it's hard to relax
Ready to spaz, no weed,
guns and nails
Nine inches, hurt, I cause stitches, build
With Gods on track, suffering visible scars, it's hard to relax
Ready to spaz, no weed,
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
like a bad man I said come get me
Known to ball
I said I got it all
More writing on my body than a bathroom stall
Getting cash by the fist full
Chorus:
Look at all these haters surrounding me every day
hatin on a baller but they can't stop my pay
stop all the hatin I can't take it no more
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I know it's not easy
But you can't leave
We'll stay here
Immersed in the night
The sound
like "Take me far away
As long as it’s fun, fun, fun
I wanna go" I’m talking to actually a
Film scorer at this point so –
PW: No! But dude…Nah man! It’s
formidable place
I can let you know the ins and the outs and I can spit it wicked
Twiztid And you can see by the look on my face
Give me the mic and ima
anything
I don't want it, I don't need it, I don't feel it, I don't see it, I don't live I don't get it I ain't with it
I can't stand it anymore, no more, no
And so many niggas wanna see me not make it
I'm a ball til I fall, all of us, me, P, see,
The whole No Limit nigga, I'm a made man, ha ha...
[Master P]
want
But you're no Harry Potter
Pick a lane to face me, tilting baby
It just doesn't matter
Panic while I'm stacking
Magicked corpses like, "Abra
for the mic, but you can't handle it
I dismantle it, bust you in your head with it
You know you can't spit it like I spit it
Yeah you shit it in
the wind
Father forgive me for all of my sins
Watch me take off like a rocketship
They think I’m evil ouu Milly Jocavich
I’m on my grind ouu ain’t no
government
I’m looking for love
(in all the wrong places)
Somebody tell me, where them brothas
Went, reclaim your wealth, no more
Giving the enemy help, no
Now I'm sick and tired of your tedious ways
And I ain't gonna take it no more
Oh, no no, walking out that door
Burning my bridges, cuttin' my tie
Like it was a theft i do the runnin' man
Take a quick step
Hit the kid who played kick-step (laughing)
Back, flipped back at-
Reverse is on the tracks
side you got to know
Keep a calico by the bedside, this what I'm all about
Now which one of y'all motherfuckers shot up my momma's house?
It
I didn't take no jive
With the Master Gee it's all the way live
At the age of six I was a-pickin' up sticks
Rappin' to the beat, my stick was fixed
a well bow tis doe waaaaaaay!
Submitted by Zodiac
NIGHT GOAT:
She wants my way to feel
And I cut my teeth
It's more nine hundred miles
Oh,
'm free!
Y'all niggaz look like y'all wanted me to stay in jail, hahah!
Hoe bustaz
Picture me rollin in my 500 Benz
I got no love for these niggaz,
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