Lyrics:
the bitterest bite
When I got a big fright at what came into light
That piece of shit Claudius, he was the bawdiest
Married my mama, yeah he was so odious
Daddy
necklace, the rhyme specialists
Sportier than the sport itself, droppin' these bustas like flies, I despise
As I shoot ya down look me in my eyes,
AND YOU
and steady looking for the time
It's eight in the morning and ain't nobody up yet
I got my long johns, get my coat and throw on my ball cap
I'm headed out
and steady looking for the time
It's eight in the morning and ain't nobody up yet
I got my long johns, get my coat and throw on my ball cap
I'm headed out
don't do that in my music, man, I'm tired of you saying that!
We've got white-collar people trying to grab our style
Saying we're too nasty and we're
Travis Barker, yeah! Le-Le-Let's go! Lil' Jon, Yelawolf!
Le-Le-Let's go! Twista and my homeboy Busta Rhymes!
Holla at 'em!
Before I
Take
Flesh from my blood I caress
Right on the page so it's fresh
I take my time, but express
Lot on my mind, but I guess
It's just in my genes like
Rhymes in the place (That's right)
Ohhhh! (It's me again boy)
Yo check me out, hey - YO! (And I'm back!)
To my mannnnnnn, by the name of Young Zee
kicked it
Don't need to remix it
'Cause I prefixed it
Reversed and switched it
Perform to perfection
Section for section
Rhymes keep connectin'
Ya
kicked it
Don't need to remix it
'Cause I prefixed it
Reversed and switched it
Perform to perfection
Section for section
Rhymes keep connectin'
Ya
because the nigga gettin paid
I've got, niggas from coast, slangin my dope
Got niggas and G's, and rollin keys keys to record sto's
Get paid wit fatals,
the way that I touched her soul
And its evident, that I'm far from the best and shit
But i know that I'm killing it
And I'm up in my element, feeling like
It's a war goin' on outside
And my people gotta paint they faces on.
And what I gotta do, and what I gotta do
Is work and flip a dollar.
Ain't got no
my palm
I'ma fuck you up, like the United States got by Vietnam
I go...
Yo, everytime I MC I'm coming off
Yes it's coming back to me
Travis Barker, yeah! Le-Le-Let's go! Lil' Jon, Yelawolf!
Le-Le-Let's go! Twista and my homeboy Busta Rhymes!
Holla at 'em!
Before I
Take
my eats on
It's Thanksgiving and my cousin said he
Had a fat feast on
I'm picking out my back dope
I got some broke-ass-niggas trying to
Jack me from
time
That's why I take it upon myself to thank god in every rhyme
'Cause I've seen better times
And I've seen worser days
When some of my so
it's time for a new plan, bam
I'll be swingin' like a one man, clan
Here we go, turn it up, don't stop
To my homies on the block gettin' dropped by
up, check it
I said I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990 ah
I live by the beat, I die by the beat, like MPC Akai
Who I name William
this s*** I did with my Mac-11
Did I sell my soul? Mama woulda saved me
That's the way that daddy raised me
Oh God, help me I'm losin it
So f*** it
it when she go down
Pink and pretty colors, all I see through the loud sound
Right round, my world spinning like a globe now
Uptown, where she calling
’m warned, since I was born I
Was screaming inside of my head
That’s why a demon is in it
And I was squirting semen so I got off
It and got knocked off my
but we not makin' no G's
And that's a no-no (yeah, uh)
Check it, a one-two, a one-two dope niggas in the Cadillac
They call us, went from Player's
What's that sound like to you? (Oh)
I don't know, man (this one sounds like a remix, oh, oh)
City, Big Latto (oh)
Do it, do it, do it, do it
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