Lyrics:
tracks into racks aye
I just doubled back where you at this yo last day
End up in a swisher you get smoked in an ashtray
I jus keep the gap aye
You gon
me
Raging bulllet of the bull, Mr. Kane is so raunchy
Death Row shit, fuck the lethal injection
Execute him and chop up his body in sections
Clean cut
Yeah, Kane
Check, check, uh
Check, check, yeah
Check, check
My nightmares' comin' true (yeah, yeah)
But they ain't leave me spooked (nah)
money, dirty game, (yeah)
She do drugs, can't even name,( huh)
Just want the dollars, not the fame, (yeah)
Slam a bitch like I'm Kane, (yeah)
Bad bitch,
me
I feel at home the most when I'm surrounded by fine art and nice things
But I'm still gutta and you can ask your mother, she know about my steez
She
the white man's place
It was early in the spring when the snow had disappeared
They came down with a bag of skins
In the fall of the year of 1910
Daddy
and the first refugee
Which creates the first question by man
The first person had a part in this first dysfunctional family
Was Mrs. Kane the first daughter
rich in a white tee
Loyal and she got my back, real wifey
And she put up with my shit, cos she like me
We can travel across the globe-oh-oh
You and me,
not bleeding but the man down the hall
Federal badge and all
Just came back from the mall oh shit
Friendly fire I make my way up the staircase
Sneaking
was dancin' like New Edition
Cause the house parties stayed rockin' all night
Niggas came through and shot it up but it was alright
Cause after
came up in this shit with me
Never spit that hustler shit, it wasn't a fit for me
Let them adjust 'til they just get the gist of me
Just not giving
of moonlight, over the purple moor,
And the highwayman came riding-
Riding-riding-
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.
He'd a french
Raging bull [?] Mr. Kane is so raunchy
Death rose [?] through lethal injection
Execute him and chop up his body in sections
Clean cut butcher knives
X
if you cross me
Raging bulllet of the bull, Mr. Kane is so raunchy
Death Row shit, fuck the lethal injection
Execute him and chop up his body in
came with fifty, there ain't no gettin' away
Think I work with firemen, I only know to up and spray
Glrrt, gotta drop 'em, if I spot 'em, Choppa popped
up, it seems we got some hip-hop cheats
Depending on just having catchy hooks and beats
Rappers using their skills recently I haven't heard of none
white is your blow?
'Cause I'm like that yo
Only, write what you know
'Cause I'm like that
How tight is your flow?
Just like that yo
How right is
Look who just walked in the door
Look who just walked in, DJ Premier, huh, word up
Oh, you got Poet wit'chu, Blaq Po' whattup man
Yo, gimme some
spent yo rent on it
Glock 23, and it came with a stick on it
Sound like a chop
But it's just that switch on it
Catch you in that rental up in traffic
We
I knew a man called him Sandy Kane
Few folks even knew his name
But a hero was he
Left a boy, came back a man
Still many just don't understand
Brown just came and he's roaming about
Music just started, yo where is Milo?
Got a chicken in the room and he's trying to hide, yo
Next is my man
mean?
Bitches on the charts, you feel me? Yeah
You know what I mean, not just really big bitches tryna get on, you know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, Kane
Yo, we came to party, ladies move you bodies
Out on the dance floor, drunk off Bacardi
Filling our cups, and we be puffing it up
Taking shot after
I am one, b-but the crazy thing is I began one
A-all white bricks I'm straight like it's jumpin' back to thirty-six nigga
Big house, long hallways,
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