Lyrics:
by him,
And when the young man saw the slow police car He took off a fearfully runnin
“No grounds? No grounds?” Mr. Zimmerman thought “If there’s no
tailored suits, made for the over weight lover
Undercover, over cover
You know my MO, I do damn well on the stage show
I'm gettin' paid by the pound
shit, man
Just pushin' more Peter, more sweeter, more completer
Than any Peter pusher around
See what I'm sayin', twin? Ha (ha-ha-ha)
Spider back,
it that so many cops are dirty? (Huh?)
Stop, man, please, officer, I'm sorry
But I can't breathe when I got you on top of me
Your goddamn knee's
it that so many cops are dirty? (Huh?)
Stop, man, please, officer, I'm sorry
But I can't breathe when I got you on top of me
Your goddamn knee's
clear nigga, it's Ice Cube you can call me tha Grinch
I got your Christmas list
But I ain't buyin' you shit
Tell ya people that I'm comin by (yeah
Okay last time, this is drugs
This is your brain on drugs
Any questions?
Welcome home George Young (RIP McBride)
The real Boston George
It's that
this cocaine, I'm Rick James, ho
I'm bill-droppin', Ms. Pac-man, this pill-poppin' ass ho
I'm poppin' too, these blue dolphins need two coffins
All
the gambling spot
Cracking jokes and drinking liquor
You still gotta hand me your watch
I'm in the kitchen with the pans and the pots
Razor on the plate,
I'm in here
Got all you freaks lookin'
When we walk by, pussy start cookin'
Rookies start tookin'
Get your ass up, V.I.P. Section's gettin' tooken
Space man blow up
Oh, maggot, he's a modern day fagan
Turfin' out your pockets like a Christian burns a pagan
Drippin' with charm, style
people
Talk that shit for the working class, man
You a true thug homie
We got your motherfucking back
You can say whatever you want to say
About whatever
life?
Take my advice
I hate your lines and the false narratives that your diss imply
Like "I'm a fake and I never cry:
That's fine...
Yeah, you don't
Puffing on that shit that Bob Marley did
Snorting up that shit that killed Elvis kid
I'm looking paler than Michael Jackson skin
Living a life like
have been presented to the court at a time
When we have no budget for human rights
That's alright, your honor, I'm used to the treatment by everybody I
pics"
My bars come raw like papers, but you know I only got smoke for the haters
And by RAW man, man I don’t mean Sheamus
I’m balling like the LA Lakers
you said that you wanted to date me
Off of these Xans and my vision is hazy
Sucking me off while I'm whippin' Mercedes
Yeah, whipping Mercedes
Your man
like you ain't took a bath with your cousins
Fit three in the bed if it's six of y'all
I'm talkin' 'bout three by the head and three by the leg
But
them bitches (let's go)
I know you with your folks, but that nigga is broke
You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke
I'm a show you
Spurs Go
Hear me in the front row
RC Buford
Spurs up bigger than Houston
Dream team
David Robinson
Towers Twin
George Gervin
No xman
Iceman cool
Finger
this or something like that? (yeah I-)
I think I should
Going nuts like I'm a taxi driver
Or Michael Dappah
Cuz I'm going stupid
"You muppet" like
[stic.man & m1]
know your enemy, know yourself
that's the politic
george bush is way worse than bin laden is
know your enemy, know yourself
that's the politic
Your girl a groupie wantin' selfies on her instagram (No Cap)
The only reason your boo let you do it, I'm the man (Ha)
I fuck your girl and make a song
I picture change every day man,cause I’m thinking about my son
If you gotta problem then speak ya mind let’s duke it out with no gun
Mr officer
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