Lyrics:
I admit, I admit, I admit
I admit, I admit, I'm a freak (freak)
Used to go to strip clubs every week
But who these niggas tryna say I am, man I'm
You can tell by her smile she's such a love child
And every man in this place would love to be in her space
As the night settles down she'd meet
enemies
Everybody hates me
I'm glad that god had a friend for me
How many people can relate
To all the pressure? Or struggle
Bein' famous and tryna battle
"Depths of Hell"
(feat. Daddy Nitro)
[Daddy Nitro]
Now hear dis!
All bad man what dey a know
The original bad man dey a know, seen?
Daddy
signs
Said Shawty wanna roll and I'm
Like oh man she fine
I got money all in my pocket
And my Audermar on shine
So why you hating on me, huh
I'm just
'til somebody dies
Oh man, I gotta get my soul right
'Fore I'm locked up for my whole life
Every time it seems it's alright
Somebody want they soul
Tom Joad got loose from McAlester Pen;
There he got his parole.
After four long years on a man killing charge,
Tom Joad come a-walkin' down
like im Bob Marley', im always smoking
I don't tell no lies, bitch im never fucking joking
Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo, that's the motion
Only needed two minutes,
poppin', man
I be on the move, gotta catch me when you can
Might see my face on the movie screen
Hypnotize you, frame-to-frame, and scene-by
into Oblivion while I'm Tom Cruisin
Cruisin, Tom Cruisin
I've got more star power than the brightest sun
Cruisin, Tom Cruisin
Yeah, I jumped on a couch.
I'm a hitta by myself
I'm a hitta by myself
I'm a hitta by myself
I don't need nobody help
I'm a hitta by myself
I'm a hitta by myself
I'm
Real talkin nigga
Man I'm all about my cash flow
Nigga I'm the shit my momma
Had me out her asshole nigga I be actin'
Nigga know that we mackin'
out of time just like an hourglass
I'm not a sellout, man I'm only bought by the blood of Christ
I need you to get out, man I'm only bought because I'm
tracks
I stand tall duck down to hand off
Cuz I'ma give it up if you run like a mad dog
Realizing that it's all for the Bucs like my man Tom
It's all for
fueled by drugs
Shits about to get real out of hand dog, better get ya man dog
Rap shit comes second, I'm a show you what a robber do
Mention ice one
you think they call it dope?
It seems like people-'ll never understand
On the microphone I'm not your average man
I cool out sometimes, I save my
shit earthquake
All you gonna do is hate throwing the salt on my name
Don't waste my time your an average bob and bitch I'm Stiff Man Rob
Aye what I said
we comin down and a nigga feel so trilla
Cause Im comin with Big Moe, My Kici and Po-yo
I even gotta tight what cut from the playa Joe
Man let me get
Mic check one two im just testing
Hey its Tom on the ones and twos are you hearing me
Yeah Optmus
[Chorus]
Dreamchaser
Mic check one two i'm
Mic check one two im just testing
Hey its Tom on the ones and twos are you hearing me
Yeah Optmus
[Chorus]
Dreamchaser
Mic check one two i'm
fueled by drugs
Shits about to get real out of hand dog, better get ya man dog
Rap shit comes second, I'm a show you what a robber do
Mention ice one
Sorry but (go ahead)
Oh no
What up, Bob? God, man
We're Hobo Johnson and the Lovemakers
we're a couple kids, five I guess
that like to make
Tom Joad got out of that old McAlester pen
'Twas there that he got his parole
After four long years on a man killing charge
Tom Joad came
bottoms up
Miss. Keke P lookin' extra glossy
Gotta rep yo style lookin' extra flossy
I'm bossy, but I keeps it cute
With my stunna shades
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