Lyrics:
intricately designed
He WAS Poet Laureate of his time
And if you don't mind, Id like to share some of his rhymes
Alone in my room, looking thru the 32X
smelly pinocchio
Money moves
Big game jams
Yo y'all ain't worthy
Fall back with all that small talk
You already lost
Pay dues
Everything has a price
But
the truth (take the)
Get through
Right yours, wait if you just keep it true
Don't fight the blues, don't fight the blues
Brotha man, young man
Let me
ion want none of that
I be taking trips up to space, one day I might go up to that bitch and I ain’t comin' back
Coming up in here you gotta come with
That's why your Def Jam interns call it "Battle of the Beats"
You're weak nigga!
(Phone Rings)
[Phone Voice Sample]
If you need
dutch
Ow, the bubble butch
All up in the party swangin' E's and C's
Wit a car full a heat, hope you want my beats
I came to the party dog by myself
Twenty
track, bring it back, tell me what you
Think about that
Boys trynna holla, but I ain't having that
You better have game, you better come correct
Ya
jam-rock to this banging beat
The streets is hot but she can handle heat
She can hold her own and rock with family
You can be my wifey
Put that body on me
If
patient, you don't kill civilians"
The drop'll come back at it for drillin'
Now it'll pray for war
But if it comes, niggas know what we built for
Niggas
You critics come pay me a visit
Misery loves company, please stay a minute
Kryptonite to a hypocrite
Zip your lip if you dish it but can't take it
ounkiyapo
Qa Ina unyaupi nakun ektakiya. Ho yewaye ousiundapo qa ounkiyapo. Ho hecetudo.
Mitakuye Oyasin. - Wiyohpeyata Hoksina
Grandfather, I come to you
2 Chases
Versace shades on my face nigga dumb faded
Laid up with a foreign piece dumb shaded
Them blues pills come in handy when u not famous
Thats
that's from me to ya
Get got for... posterior
Asking myself like "Jonny, shouldn't inferiors stay quiet in fear of you"
We don't let this go by us like
It smell like blue cheese
We get that paper by the loose leaf
Trying to cop a Maybach
You still buying Lucy's
Different page with the flow
I don't even
The heavyweight champs
My niggas wont fold if they get in that jam
If you see em w me then you know that they stamped
Leeko right beside of me
Finko right behind me
dance to rock music
Kiss while we do it
Talk till we both turn blue
Baby, if you wanna leave
Come to California, be a freak like me, too
Leather
like the seasons
Just like mother nature
She come and go as she please
That's why they get their period once a month
I say that to say this, if you
bullshit is just so whack
I perfected the formula now they're all swarmin' him that nigga hot and that's no cap
If I come to your city and your bitch is
it's gangbangin
Chorus:
Red rag blue rag, watchin niggaz sag
44 mag, throwin up flags
If you Bout it what you claimin, fuck what you
across then she pulled back her hair
Then I whispered in her ear
Do what you said you wanna do to me
I ain't come here for no games I gotta move 2 make
now
You said it's up up in this bitch we take it way down
They doing crimes then getting in the room explaining how
Got in a jam and I got up, sprayed
Now it's David vers' Goliath
Fuck you and your Pale Rap Youtube hit
If I shoot two clips you won't be around
To see how many views you get
Yo, so you
I'm talking Space Jam, Kool-aid Jammers
Back when I wore grannies' shoes
Mighty Morphin' Power Rangers, Handy Manny, Blues' Clues
On the TV, or like
was low man
I hope he made peace with god
If not he better patch it up
Paramedics won't save you
When I'm done you will not last enough
Goodbye gunshot
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