Lyrics:
my rule
I used to chase them then I got tired
Had to quit all that running
I'm kicking back I let them come in
She do a trick she never punt it
spine
Up out your shoulder blades
When it comes to combat
I'm a god upon this mortal plain
I consider your corpse a reward
And I let my trophies hang
In
MC's abandon ship
Cause my brain is the sun of a solar eclipse
Yo, Havoc is the man that you have to bring
Cause I'm flippin like pages in a Word
niggas wanna stunt
I know what to do about 'em
Hand me that gat
I make an action packed movie out 'em
We by the bar with the Cris
Gorillas in the mist
You
One, and in comes the
Silly weak rappers are full of it
Since I'm a don, I'm puttin' out a hit
‘cause I'm fired up
I'm tired of all the bullshit
Flavor
But still pagin' me?
Never answer the phone
'Cause your name be on my caller ID
I guess you can say I'm kinda crazy in my own ways
Fuck bein'
favor
But I'll take it anyway, I'm in a pickle
I'm outta scythes so now I'm here equipping with a sickle
A risky pick, the little trick to keep
Is
worst instincts get the best of me
I'm spinning out on manic thoughts
This panic's got its claws in me
Weight on my chest, it's so hard to breathe
Sweat drips out thoughts pour in
Running in vain trying to catch that kid
Too much time regretting what I'm not
Robbing me blind of every gift He
Girl you so bad it be hard to imagine it
The way you make it disappear it's a magic trick
Have me feeling all immaculate
On that tale I'm tattling
to stress
I'll have them folks cuttin a motherfuckin why in yo' chest
[Bushwick Bill]
I'm dyin to wet, any cocksucker, that fuck with Chuck
Cause you know
go crazy, get hot-headed, start actin` a fool yellin`
But ya`ll know there ain`t no refunds in the shit that I`m sellin
'cause during the drought
a bank sell to the highest bid
Put the cash in your bank (what?)
Girl I'm lovin' your booty, you can "hoo" to my blow
Then fish but please honey child,
Only the best in my blunt
Only the tech in my cup
Bitch I was stuck
Ain't have the rent for the month
Gone by the end of the month
Shit getting tough
rude boy shit, criminology lefit
Legalize dude to get me mega-rich Selassie I
We can all get by if we unify
Gettin' chinky eye off the stimuli,
all my stories in stone
The got alotta secrets in Rome
I'm tryna find the meaning and I'm fighting all my demons all on my own.
So if you see me
put 'em all in the pack
Can't fuck with me
I got tricks up my sleeve
Glock with a beam, Mommworld, that's my team
SLOWSILVER, I'm with Wido, I'm with
ticking, my life running
Gotta pick up the pace
She in my head, but I'm in my zone
I call her over just to give me dome
She take these drugs with me, just
me you can go shortly
Need a princess by day and a slut by night
I'm hungry baby got an appetite
You like to be degraded oh fuck that's tight
I think I
can't escape, I'm in bad shape
You making love to someone else is more than I can take
And so I make all the movement I can to no avail
Scream
isn't right
Is that love I see?
Is it a trick of the light?
You know some days I only see in black and white
Well before you go turn out the light
Cuz I'm
and a motherfuckin' fifth
Is you wit me locc?
What's mine is yours and what's yours is mines
When I'm in Houston you be treatin' me fine
I scoop you up in
And it's that same ol' stereotype
No they ain't letting go of nothing
People think it's changed
I tell 'em that they're buzzing
Still judge me by my
victim's Fruity Pebbles
I'm killin any motherfucker jumpin in my mix
I'm out to get you Pebbles, heard the bitch was turnin tricks
I'm packin up my shit
I'm
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