Lyrics:
gone have to let me go by
With the money I’ll always hide
In the safe ya you know you won’t find
Yea I’ll shoot you in the brain you’ll die
Yea you know
If you need love, don't hesitate. At 13th and I - you'll find a date
It won't cost you much, you'll get a good rate. Even the cops - they participate
you in the mood for a hell of a time
Call up the homies, get a bottle of wine
And I'll supply you with a hell of a rhyme like
Yeah, so get your hands
you
Or when we’re hanging out
It’s all up in the air
So I’ll guess we’ll just find out
The feeling’s not passing by
Although I’m giving it so much time
the DVD
All the extras and behind the scenes
I'll try out every melody
Find the one you like so you won't leave
All the paintings in labyrinth
That we made
ignorin' the medicinal herbals
So we in your ass like you was Richard Gere or we was gerbils
You get stepped on like crack vials by ghetto children, plus
mementos of me...
Walkin' on air
Up from the wheelchair
I'll find the suicide
That I deserve
Walkin' on sand
Forgotten where I am
But it's so comfortable
of dawn, better get to work
Forget about Diamonds, just mine some ore
And if you find supplies
Use 'em to find some more
Stars shine bright from the heavens
can't supply cuz you know your love all for show
I stayed ten toes down for ya
Separate, I get replaced wIth no emotIon, I'm gonna put hIm In the ground
I'll find a place where it's all possible
In Keego Harbor it's all possible
In the first part of life you just let in the light
And you loop it like
'Cause all that green out there, all that's mine
I want my shine
And if that's wrong, crucify me
'Cause you know I'm fueled by the hate that you supply me
have my respect
America only care about helping ourselves
What are you talking about? America does help
Give them a week of supply and they will be good
the club up, release anger
Classic that you find in your friend collection
Ghost ride your whip and crash at the intersection
Side been Effecting, spittin'
the mix (why would you say that?)
Up and rank three cribs, a condo I supply my team with whips (turn up)
Og Boo Dirty hit the hip and say he focused
For you baby
I'll do the extreme
You got a vibe
That these bitches could never
You a booster to my self esteem
When I'm with you I always feel better
'cause my dick is so shiny
I'll fuck your mom and your girlfriend and make you say "blimey"
I pack more dong than the central bank of Vietnam
Get more
need no probable cause
You got a big sack of coke in your truck (what?) So take a pause
You find it funny? Get that smile off your face
Motherfucker
those? Lemme try em on!"
Rob you blind like ya eyes closed
Nine other foes on the corner I suppose
Personal space burst his face by his nose
I need to find
sometimes the only way out is real narrow,
and so I've seen DJs get ahead by going behind their own backs,
made ya look!
what do you do is the lone pariah
I could tell by the way you've been lookin' at yo girlfriend
I could tell by the way you've been dancing wit' yo girlfriend
Can I ask?
Iz u down? Iz
aren't real, and that you just need to try
But no, your pain is justified
For they've limited your air supply with the box they put you in
if you don't fit
Always claimin' that your money long, down to supply me,
If you want to go to war BITCH, you couldn't find me,
But I'll find you, and after shows,
Me
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
whatcha got
I guess by now you can take a hunch
And find that I am the baby of the bunch
But that's okay, I still keep in stride
'Cause all I'm here
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